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2 candles here and a child's liver A glass of glue and dry ***** Grindr bears saying hi now and you better tell them no I'm watching TV with my cancelled subscription and that's not good enougj. And do people even still read poetry besides edgy girls? Will I still be unhappy after I've vomited 12567 times?   A d will I still clutch the hand that insists on gagging me a d suffocating me whilst I count clouds? I will still be dead and rotting in a dirt mound and so will you, but you pretend you won't. Instead we insist on occupying ourselves with mindless consumerism and shallow entertainment until we can't think anymore. I'm part of the problem, im distracting from what should be the goal, to shake you violently into convulsion until the spirit fills you and spits you into the abyss where there are no more habits or fears. Just a state of being. Like clay half molded, Neither happy nor Content, just clay. just.     clay
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Aug 2, 2019
Aug 2, 2019 at 5:49 AM UTC
A letter to vermin
2 candles here and a child's liver A glass of glue and dry ***** Grindr bears saying hi now and you better tell them no I'm watching TV with my cancelled subscription and that's not good enougj. And do people even still read poetry besides edgy girls? Will I still be unhappy after I've vomited 12567 times?   A d will I still clutch the hand that insists on gagging me a d suffocating me whilst I count clouds? I will still be dead and rotting in a dirt mound and so will you, but you pretend you won't. Instead we insist on occupying ourselves with mindless consumerism and shallow entertainment until we can't think anymore. I'm part of the problem, im distracting from what should be the goal, to shake you violently into convulsion until the spirit fills you and spits you into the abyss where there are no more habits or fears. Just a state of being. Like clay half molded, Neither happy nor Content, just clay. just.     clay
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Aug 2, 2019
Aug 2, 2019 at 5:49 AM UTC
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