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#postal
The worker/child we know just went postal he's been on the edge for years that final brick on his shoulders stocking his armory, of fear he's lost the grip on his anger heart filled with fear and with hate control has gone out the window violence, the flood at the gate could we have seen this coming? would it have made any sense? the blankest of looks on his face as rage, is what is dispensed no easy answers are found we'll never really understand why what broke in his mental compartment we're better off if he dies
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Apr 10, 2025
Apr 10, 2025 at 11:55 AM UTC
Gone postal (repost from the Vault)
Small animals died large ones passed out it's got a big punch it's got lots of clout He's a farting machine full gaseous and ripe like wind from a cesspool sewage escaping from pipe They know him too well in the shops and the stores patrons and workers screaming "no mas, no more!" He's banned at the DMV the post office a notice on door Postmaster in large Arial type "there's some things we just can't ignore"
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Dec 12, 2019
Dec 12, 2019 at 3:40 PM UTC
Postalized
The worker we know just went postal he's been on the edge for years that final brick on his shoulders pushing his armory, ever near he's lost the grip on his anger heart filled with fear and with hate control has gone out the window violence, the flood at the gate could we have seen this coming? would it have made any sense? the blankest of looks on his face as rage, is what is dispensed no easy answers are found we'll never really understand why what broke in his mental compartment we're better off if he dies
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Aug 4, 2019
Aug 4, 2019 at 10:24 PM UTC
Gone postal
# *splattered in wet ink sealed with a passionate kiss deep connections link* #
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Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 7:22 AM UTC
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