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Living dead in America

Making my way in a world that tells me not to.

April 17, 2010

FOR REAL, MAN!

fattened up and ripe
expulsion of grimed walls
spilling away wasting away
you saw the night break the silence
shame! fear! degradation...
lies so far from here and now
can we show you
let us show you
what exactly happened here
now I am lost and gone
nothing bespoke a crescendo
but one with no vision
agency rendered useless through apathy
Posted by cardboardjesus at 1:38 AM

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