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Sep 2009
I don't care
how you
perceive me.
I don't care
why you
deplete me.
I don't care
how you
berate me.
I don't care
why you
annoy me.
I don't care.

I walk
with an upturned
nose,
away from your
stupidity.
Feeble minds
think alike.
You stick
to your own kind.
Fuel my rage,
I just laugh.

© Dead Men Publishing.
Michael Bingoff
Written by
Michael Bingoff  TN
(TN)   
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