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Playing the Blame Game

by Shin

A greased cog strikes the iron while it’s hot. Splattered blood of a million sellouts’ dreams. Fuck you for finding this to be the way. Hostile happenstance born to a glass eyed gaze. Pray to your mother’s convenient gods. Sit on your ass and grow fat in his greed. It is a myth to be complacent but good. A belief not uttered is a justice left to rot. God damn, who’s left to clean up all this mess?
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Shin
30 / M / American
For You?
Written by
Shin
30 / M / American
Published
Oct 30, 2025
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1m
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#capitalist
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