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Cunning Linguist Jan 2014
Reality tv feeding the idiocracy
It's no secret my idiosyncrasy is increasing
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Parallel to my ever elevating feel of paranoia

I have a sympathy insufficiency
I demand more catastrophe
It's a ******* conspiracy!

I blame the aliens
Harvesting our brains
We are the sheep
Home on the range

Chalk it up for each and every mindless chucklefuck
More concerned with dynasty ducks
Distractions and false flags
You are my demise
Scourge of Mother Earth

?sdrawkcab evlover dlrow eht seod yhW

Such staunch contempt for the human race
Object of my fascination
Thou wilt bow to my conquest

Lo, hear my battle cry;
Oh how I vie,
to assassinate
all asinine swine!
Steve Jun 2018
I
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uoYou
mehThem
uoYou
eMe
eyEye
tcelfer I rorrim eht nIn the mirror I reflect
yks eht morf rorrim A mirror from the sky
tou ro ni ro nwod gnikooLooking down or in or out
yhw nosaer a tuihtiWithout a reason why
meht ro uoy ro em gnigduJudging me or you or them
ym ni gnikool reveNever looking in my
eyEye
eMe
uoYou
mehThem
uoYou
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I
Written in the mirror, draw an imaginary line down the centre of your screen and let your mind wander through the looking glass...
Someday maybe                         |                gnitiaw fo derit worg ll'I
As I wonder about of you            |         ?yhw wonk t'nod i sselpleh oS
Hear my heart that say...          |                 ...enola lla ereh m'I taht
Of our sweet memories             |                 yawa spils tsuj ti tsaf oS
That is here to stay,                   |             ,emit ni eud nettogrof tuB
Of my love to you, Forever        |     og tel ot esoohc uoy evol ruo fo
It's been sitting in draft for years, so as the memories that comes with it.
(Origin date)
03/28/2011 8:15-AM

(CC BY-NC-ND 4.0)
AesaraH Dec 2018
Why dont you care?
Ornaments trying to reach out of the mandalas on your arms and find
                                                            ­                            the last rigth sense.
Really fell in love with you?
Leaving all the loving marks on my skin.
Do you know how all my six senses tingle and shudder when you
                                                                ­drag your fingers up my thighs?

Wishing i could walk past you without looking back.
I know i did wrong, but do you?
Dont break me, i begged you.
Em pleh ouy tnow yhw?

Wondering..all i did was wonder.
Even when you had everything you whined for more, am i right?
But you lost more than you could ever wish for.
dont break me, i begged you.

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