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OLD LIFE
I spent those extra formative years
Filing away.
Placing self into bottle
Ignoring summons
By brainwashing
To oblivion.
My questions just got too big,
As my love professes,
And that is most accurate.
Especially considering
The too short leashed lives
That cauldron cooks.
Control: a hooded acolyte.
Justifying deed through "educational" avenues,
But you don't all fool me.
Most of you were a complete waste,
A complete fucking waste,
Of my time.
That is all.
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Tuesday, July 13, 2010
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