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#cruncher
Terror turns its wheel in your stomach with fried rice, while again the streaming stops as your computer checks are you just sleeping or dead? I've had it up to here with high speed I get sick, the faster that I eat -- I have an ego and toilet to feed with refuse So fearful, we, of death push for prevention, instead, accelerate. accelerate accelerate x, x, x, x, x
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Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 3:25 AM UTC
Metanoia: Number Muncher
Crunching on a lollipop Sends shivers down my spine ”To enhance the flavour” you say Whatever helps ease your mind Enjoying the sweets Emitting a pleasant scent While pondering of these feelings Beating around my chest Holding on tight Fingers entwined Knowing well I am his And that lollipop cruncher is mine But just like those hard candies He crushes between his teeth I wonder... *Will my heart be just like those Strawberry flavoured sweets?* ~
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Dec 1, 2019
Dec 1, 2019 at 11:26 AM UTC
Crunching Lollipops