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Chairs and tables deserve to be Wrecked This silent scream Piercing my brain Causing mental destruction Drives my craving to Mirror this rampage In the tangible world Shaking hands that might Break Before Hardened Wood and Plastic
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Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 1:45 PM UTC
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Chairs and tables deserve to be Wrecked This silent scream Piercing my brain Causing mental destruction Drives my craving to Mirror this rampage In the tangible world Shaking hands that might Break Before Hardened Wood and Plastic
Another old one about the "hijacker in my brain". I never acted on any of these physically destructive urges, but good god were they in my head at times.
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Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 1:45 PM UTC
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