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May 2014
Friend, let me tell you
You can never trust a human

If you give them a nugget of wisdom
They will only bare their teeth to consume it
And rip it to shreds
No matter how beautiful
They'll then take slaves to gather up the pieces
And put them in tastefully colored packages
Designed by scientists
Hoping to sell themselves back to you

-at a profit.

It doesn't matter if it's poison
These jokers will horde it
If we imagine love as a baby
Then the humans had a late-term abortion
Everything is so self-serving
And insanely distorted
The only thing that matters
Is what they think they are worth

-in the markets

I'm so sick of this
You ******* numb-nut, half-wits
You're just too ******* selfish
I'm done with the nice guy *******
I'm disappearing like Elvis
Am I alive or dead?
I can be both, it's no Agatha Christie mystery
I've never been happier to introduce you

-to disappearing me.
Ishmyre of the Inferiors
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