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Sep 2019
Education, let me lead you
Bellwether black
Into the corner
Into big brother
Into thrashing in upon the self,
Frustration

I'll peel back my mouth to show you my bleeding gums
When I'm stammering
I'll ramble on about why they're bleeding,
One of those crazy stories you slowly nod your head to.

This is where the certainties of the collective and individual crash into each other and twist like a demolition derby,
Where they compile upon each other until nothing makes sense,
Just a confusing, pixelated image

This is where there's nothing you could have done,
Where the good die young and old
And you look up at the sky
And it's a dungeon with an unreachable ***** of light up there...

Unreachable, hell
I'll reach it when I die
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Sometimes Starr  Another place
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