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looking to make the jump from anonymous to influential based on mad writing skills and the ability to be rare and unusual – many long years the daily toil has worn my psyche now, frayed nerves blend with crippling paranoia and I peer through bent mini-blinds at a society devoid of cultural norms   choosing instead to discriminate against their brothers – quietly slipping back into the shadow only the whites of my eyes can be seen in the din I feel the cold steel leaning gently against the door-jam reaffirming to myself I will not be taken alive – crayon wax candles drip pooling on matted **** carpet trapping a flea and capturing my attention – we all sit trapped in poisonous wax floundering against the weight of the next droplet coated for all eternity –
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 11:39 AM UTC
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looking to make the jump from anonymous to influential based on mad writing skills and the ability to be rare and unusual – many long years the daily toil has worn my psyche now, frayed nerves blend with crippling paranoia and I peer through bent mini-blinds at a society devoid of cultural norms   choosing instead to discriminate against their brothers – quietly slipping back into the shadow only the whites of my eyes can be seen in the din I feel the cold steel leaning gently against the door-jam reaffirming to myself I will not be taken alive – crayon wax candles drip pooling on matted **** carpet trapping a flea and capturing my attention – we all sit trapped in poisonous wax floundering against the weight of the next droplet coated for all eternity –
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 11:39 AM UTC
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