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I'm irritated and I'll pour this bowl of wrath on all the things around me punch holes and shiver through the sudden bleak Emptiness around me fill it back up with liquor until it sloshes away down this knife hole and it clatters to the ground even though it's got my fingerprints on it I can wince through these tears and cover it because I'm irritated
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Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 7:10 PM UTC
im irritated
I'm irritated and I'll pour this bowl of wrath on all the things around me punch holes and shiver through the sudden bleak Emptiness around me fill it back up with liquor until it sloshes away down this knife hole and it clatters to the ground even though it's got my fingerprints on it I can wince through these tears and cover it because I'm irritated
m-eastman
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Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 7:10 PM UTC
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