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Created on: April 26, 2010
ode to the erratic
static
in my head:
tall tales of humans blushing
hungry human fed
master in economY
master
in yr bed
master things that follow me
master
as master said
feel blood rush
to yr
face
as the sun will rise
feel self-hate
pump
through yr veins
yr morals, u compromised
cognition and behavior
the two i cannot link
how/why i act out
i seldom first to think
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ode to the erratic
static
in my head:
tall tales of humans blushing
hungry human fed
master in economY
master
in yr bed
master
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Easy as a shift in barometric pressure
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