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Assertion Clammed-up On the relay Second guessing The shrunken head Of old therapies The clock says It's time To nod off Greet the morn With withered fist Rationalised fury Trying to Replace the Pimply face Of ****** Angst baseless in Content On the tether Of just another Addiction in a Succession Of spiritual Vices perpetuated By the nonchalant Visage of a world Uncaring In derision From calloused hands Caused by Hard work With little or no Monetary avail Hand to mouth Foot in mouth Hand on crotch Crotch saddle sore What's the point Of a worn-down point Dull but Double-edged Just to prove The sword of Damocles Is still hanging Over the head Of your enemies Who pop Their heads Up over The hedgerows Like pictures In a shooting gallery At the carnival of A battlefield distant Filled with relics Of another Dead-end Ill-purposed war Of the worlds floating On the crest of Mine-dotted airwaves Prompting viewers To drown negativity And to salvage The positive A broadcast from Bipolar formats In living colour Double-edged Double-standards Double-dealing Double-meaning Double-minded Double-jeopardy Double-trouble Double your money Doppelganger leading Double life All propagated in Double-time Best Double your efforts And tune out!
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Oct 18, 2017
Oct 18, 2017 at 1:42 PM UTC
Double Your Efforts & Tune Out
Assertion Clammed-up On the relay Second guessing The shrunken head Of old therapies The clock says It's time To nod off Greet the morn With withered fist Rationalised fury Trying to Replace the Pimply face Of ****** Angst baseless in Content On the tether Of just another Addiction in a Succession Of spiritual Vices perpetuated By the nonchalant Visage of a world Uncaring In derision From calloused hands Caused by Hard work With little or no Monetary avail Hand to mouth Foot in mouth Hand on crotch Crotch saddle sore What's the point Of a worn-down point Dull but Double-edged Just to prove The sword of Damocles Is still hanging Over the head Of your enemies Who pop Their heads Up over The hedgerows Like pictures In a shooting gallery At the carnival of A battlefield distant Filled with relics Of another Dead-end Ill-purposed war Of the worlds floating On the crest of Mine-dotted airwaves Prompting viewers To drown negativity And to salvage The positive A broadcast from Bipolar formats In living colour Double-edged Double-standards Double-dealing Double-meaning Double-minded Double-jeopardy Double-trouble Double your money Doppelganger leading Double life All propagated in Double-time Best Double your efforts And tune out!
DanielTucker
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Oct 18, 2017
Oct 18, 2017 at 1:42 PM UTC
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