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I... I... I can't find words to properly observe my absurd feelings. I'm dealing with A lack of a fifth appendage. I'm missing my thumb Well... Well... Well like an appendix, I'm useless for your senses. Sensing your numb to me your like Nestle chocolate is addicting. and soothing But... But... But I went to rehab where I met Ahab who was on Jihad cause of some white girl We realized were hypnotized                          savages victimized by self-reliance the key word being lie Now... Now... Now were stagnant spaced on various fragments adorned with magnets to the walls surrounding counting drowning in cement
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Dec 11, 2012
Dec 11, 2012 at 4:46 AM UTC
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I... I... I can't find words to properly observe my absurd feelings. I'm dealing with A lack of a fifth appendage. I'm missing my thumb Well... Well... Well like an appendix, I'm useless for your senses. Sensing your numb to me your like Nestle chocolate is addicting. and soothing But... But... But I went to rehab where I met Ahab who was on Jihad cause of some white girl We realized were hypnotized                          savages victimized by self-reliance the key word being lie Now... Now... Now were stagnant spaced on various fragments adorned with magnets to the walls surrounding counting drowning in cement
part 5 of kutisha series vilio also i find a lack of punctuation helps this poem © December 11th, 2012 by Timothy R Brown. All rights reserved.
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Dec 11, 2012
Dec 11, 2012 at 4:46 AM UTC
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