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angry writing

i cant write when im angry

it makes the meat melt

and the gristle grow

into something that i need

to spit out

 

these are always the shortest

because the causal cooings

shift ****

to a place where i understand

 

but that doesnt mean

i have to like it

nothing of the sort

nothing is more disgusting

nothing rings more true

than fury

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allan-jain-bonder
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May 1, 2013
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