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The mechanics of discipline Bend me into a shape Not unlike the one I came from In death I would curl up In the same way ...untamed Like, a mad man Who, plainly recognizes insanity in others. This is my pain.
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Jun 29, 2011
Jun 29, 2011 at 7:33 PM UTC
Man Like a Reed
The mechanics of discipline Bend me into a shape Not unlike the one I came from In death I would curl up In the same way ...untamed Like, a mad man Who, plainly recognizes insanity in others. This is my pain.
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Jun 29, 2011
Jun 29, 2011 at 7:33 PM UTC
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