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The bullet entered innocent
Disappearing like a child jumping into a ball pit
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The throat of the past has been resurfacing distasteful memories. Peculiar displays of affection at your puplic execution. As we fed you to the forest, the trees and shadows cringed as their gag reflexes tickled. You are something most foul
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The hazing snow snuck upon us with ease
As it swirled and dizzied
Scrambling together
Yet so scattered and split up
Twirled and disbursed 
Happening all in seconds
One a short drive home
Let us not vanish
With this dust like snow
Continue in this warm chariot 
Among gods I know
Sleighing through
These infantile flurries
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There is a saddening laceration in the fabric of your heart. Wide and gaping, yet you show no signs of malady or discomfort. An unblemished, trophy worthy performance, she puts on. While flowing like a river from your chest to the floor, the love you so constantly allow the wrong men to bathe in. Flounder and wallow as he takes that aforementioned rip. Pull, Pull!. Until your heart hangs hopelessly in the cavity of your chest. Thin strands away from completely severed. Yet you will mend it, apply sutures and try to make love fly again. Heed my warning friend, as long as your love is fake, you will be sewn to the ground. Every attempt you make to fly. The false batting of eyes and lies will keep you grounded. Lying in the love you've spilt for all. Mend, care, and patch your heart. Tear off the wires the needles left behind. And before spilling again. Have a drink for yourself. Learn to love yourself. Sip at first, take it slow. In time you may gulp and love oneself tenderly. But for now sip, take your heart seriously. Draw every breath slowly. And appreciate being.
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The plethora of unsettling emotions that mold a human, are impossible to categorize into any sort of words that the common person could decider. They not only speak but think in idiosyncratic tongues. Peculiar words from untold places they visits in their dreams. A complicated yet fractureable creature, the human being. A choice subject for breaking and brainwashing.Typically a surprisingly simple mind to rid of passion, inspiration, love, incentive, and many other useless characteristics such as these.  There are a few shall I say, defaults. A default is a man, woman, or child whom fail to fulfill the necessary requirements to become an outstanding citizen. Should you meet one of said abominations. You are to shoot him or her immediately. You can tell almost instinctively the differences between a default and a patriot, such as ourselves. A Default or, as they prefer to call themselves, a droet will have always, an overwhelming expression of selflessness and care for the common man. If some stranger should happen to attempt to help you in any way and expect nothing in return, shoot said fool immediately. For he or she is most likely a droet. With that being said, please proceed to your next scheduled appointments. Be it church, college class, or anything else we may be using to numb your inner droet. So you may become the future shells and hallows of the nation.
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And its constant, like a forgotten to be turned off faucet. The stream of thoughts, flowing through my mind. The waves look serrated and dangerous, yet they curl white at the tip, ever so invitingly. And ill let you gulp from my ideas as im pouring out thoughts. A glass for everyone, refills are free, refills are never frowned upon. Drink it up, drink it in, shake loose every drop, tap the side of 
the cup even. Clasp the sides of your head, wallow in creativity. Ambiguous, ambivalent, uncertain, you know you've bitten off more than you can chew. More than your simple mind can handle. I have always known, you were not capable of slightly grasping even a sip of the ocean, that is my mind. Boundless, forever free,  untamed, even by me. My mind is a treacherous sea. My secrets are the waves incapable of reaching shore. This is all too much for a person such as yourself, floating face down, with your mind reborn.

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With the right kind of eyes, you can see the world as she sighs. heaving and exhausted, tossing in her sleep. her nightmares, her dreams, her shallow breathing, she longs for the day we tell her we are leaving. humans as a whole never change for the better until there is some depressing, horrible, or drastic measure. Today is one of those days, where it nauseates me to admit i am a human being.


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As the smoke lazily lays about my ceiling tiles
I see the flames, dancing and prancing throughout the household
Obnoxious sirens shatter through the windows I can no longer peer through
All a shouting, all so frightened and worried
The town's population in its entirety
Stand concerned in their night gowns on the curb
Men and women screaming 
Until their vocal cords are but strands of string
Typica
l clueless children 
Splash and play in the puddles the firemen have created
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I stand whimpering over the body of my victim. Hands are shaking,clammy,clenched so white knuckled and tight. My fingernails have begun cutting into my palms, as they press firmly against my temples. Teeth, clamped down, splintering and split. I've now p*ss*d my pants,spit,coughed,snotted and howled as if I were in my death bed. My eyes are stinging and burning from these tears. And the ache, oh t
he ache in my heart. Like starvation and heart break combined. This is a most unpleasant day. Never have I been, nor will I ever be, able to cope with the death of a loved one in a sophisticated manner. And i will never love again.
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