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anger uncontrollable wildly swings to and fro a weathervane shifting it's glaring arrow from me to you to me to you to me to god this tempest boiling over from my half full mindset spills forth from my body a black wicked liquid its leaks from my pores and pours from my eyes spews from my mouth and is felt in the tremors of my hands incensed irate rabid sick and shaking my mind like a dog should be put down out back an execution style burial one bullet to my head just watch for the blood spatter don't want to infect anyone else
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Jun 16, 2013
Jun 16, 2013 at 11:10 AM UTC
grey morning (II)
anger uncontrollable wildly swings to and fro a weathervane shifting it's glaring arrow from me to you to me to you to me to god this tempest boiling over from my half full mindset spills forth from my body a black wicked liquid its leaks from my pores and pours from my eyes spews from my mouth and is felt in the tremors of my hands incensed irate rabid sick and shaking my mind like a dog should be put down out back an execution style burial one bullet to my head just watch for the blood spatter don't want to infect anyone else
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Jun 16, 2013
Jun 16, 2013 at 11:10 AM UTC
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