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13.01.2021, 22:22 | #1 |
January 5, 2021
'fess up
you stied in quiet befuddlement sore from the expectation of knowing better as you watched that white fort of hypocrisy, almost burn black like a wobbling tower of tires it's actually you who hoped this horde of squits stiring up ye old beast of the Ness the dozing leviathan deep in the bloody lode of human rites would disappear like a miracle the dove of peace turned out to be a grey quist now your mentors, your friends, your family take up the spittling lore the scented candles claptrap and voodoo evil kenevil trick or treat and boo who? sired by years of denial made in China for you stress avoidance, mindfulness freshly updated user conditions sweeping the way to effortless inquisitions they now have the rights too to pictures of your sourdough bread the name of your husband your lover and dad fork it up and you do! you have been tried you have been tested you remain squeaky true no one needs to suss out one squirt about you it's written in quires sealed, stamped and sent carried by some sort of squirmy squire with shiny tresses, very well-kempt but quite of uneven temperament But I guess I don't care do you? how could I claim to we are still here in this stupid long queue I never really tried to quit it and you? our eyes tied to the screen our fantasies our dreams of yore boo hoo you thought the nazis were bad I wanted to think so too but I knew better and I know you did too |
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