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The facts don't matter. Paint them over with hate.
Monday, January 30, 2012
The dawn, like a stranger’s smile,
Promised warmth thoughtfully tended,
Only for cold winds to defile,
And snatch the moment before it ended.
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Got no use
For psychiatry
I can talk to the voices in my head for free
Mood swings like an axe
Into those around me
My tongue is a double agent
Lesser Animal, Pig Destroyer
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