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Oct 2013
No
Not this time

No no no
Not again

I'm not going to lose my cool and transform into an abominable ghoul
and yell at someone I respect for no apparent reason

No

I'm not going to repeatedly punch a wall until I have be rushed to
the emergency room because my hand has swelled up to the size of a baseball mitt

No
**** that

I'm not going to fantasize what it would be like to
put the barrel of a gun in my mouth and pull the trigger

No

No no no

This time

I'm going to look at my fiendish emotional wave
right in the eye

and put it exactly where it belongs

Behind me
Ocho the Owl
Written by
Ocho the Owl  Santa Barbara
(Santa Barbara)   
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