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Rather go crazy than listen Pandering by admission but Self aware snares set for corrupted youths Fool hearty young adults with full color led's Its enough to make an end of me Plans still foolproof A poem to read aloud Bad enough to tap out and let the pain bleed I need some new meds ******* wooden in delivery Half a mac truck stuck in traffic Social laxatives and blocks of backwoods taxing Masked attackers wielding flak cannons Better off landing face down Don't bother looking around, its all ghastly A sight to behold as the intestinal tract Gets pretty much pretty as I get Gussied up And roped into gore like we busted A collective gut Dogs chewing But its hard to tell until One of them spits up a curly tail Forming a gang of mindless drones around an idea Still going strong and letting go of mindless chatter Still feels weird with every meter metric laughter Conversion is hard, so skipping the math I'm busy laughing, I never bothered with math class Algebraic as an insult makes most Laymen giddy Do what you will with me, society Never wanted much, in the way of a cure Never wanted more, but There's still so much more Never wanted a change in the way I think But all I say is Same
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Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 3:34 AM UTC
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Rather go crazy than listen Pandering by admission but Self aware snares set for corrupted youths Fool hearty young adults with full color led's Its enough to make an end of me Plans still foolproof A poem to read aloud Bad enough to tap out and let the pain bleed I need some new meds ******* wooden in delivery Half a mac truck stuck in traffic Social laxatives and blocks of backwoods taxing Masked attackers wielding flak cannons Better off landing face down Don't bother looking around, its all ghastly A sight to behold as the intestinal tract Gets pretty much pretty as I get Gussied up And roped into gore like we busted A collective gut Dogs chewing But its hard to tell until One of them spits up a curly tail Forming a gang of mindless drones around an idea Still going strong and letting go of mindless chatter Still feels weird with every meter metric laughter Conversion is hard, so skipping the math I'm busy laughing, I never bothered with math class Algebraic as an insult makes most Laymen giddy Do what you will with me, society Never wanted much, in the way of a cure Never wanted more, but There's still so much more Never wanted a change in the way I think But all I say is Same
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Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 3:34 AM UTC
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