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A line for the bathroom, a line across the table; aligned with diamonds like science in a frame. Tamed smile yet crazed; the trace of a trade that left a taste in mind for future profit. The costless ambition; that’s driven gravestones into the homes of families caught in abuse. Tonight; there’s a line; one to the bathroom, another across the table, and one to the tombs. The white powder that overpowers clear minds, the white lines that has victims forever reading between the lines; a fine print that reads **** this’; my time ends with this line.
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Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 2:09 PM UTC
A Broken Contract
A line for the bathroom, a line across the table; aligned with diamonds like science in a frame. Tamed smile yet crazed; the trace of a trade that left a taste in mind for future profit. The costless ambition; that’s driven gravestones into the homes of families caught in abuse. Tonight; there’s a line; one to the bathroom, another across the table, and one to the tombs. The white powder that overpowers clear minds, the white lines that has victims forever reading between the lines; a fine print that reads **** this’; my time ends with this line.
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Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 2:09 PM UTC
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