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Mar 2013
everyone
is a ******* poet
and that's why
nobody
is a ******* poet
sit behind LCD safety
lie to me
pretend you're deeper than
your god meant for you to be
subsequently innocuous
puttin the ob in obnoxious
i sick, you sick, we sick of us
of this
shed a tear and gut ya wrist
Unlife
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