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Nov 2013
******* hate Fall.

Stuffed down my throat.
You will enjoy this.
"But it's so beautiful"
In the eye of the beholder.

Can't breathe.
Nose streaming, eyes swollen.
Hands crack, hangnails bleed.
Kills my throat, hurts my feet.

Can't sing
Can't dance
Can't make music

Not **** grateful for that.
Artemesia Blastside
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Artemesia Blastside
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