July 2012

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Anxiety Anxiety!

I lived a life from crib to coffin, it will be the first and last time I swear. You made me regret my thoughts for you,

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Lovers, In Chains

Lovers, in chains. All of us claim, It wasn’t me. It’s hard to go, out of the city Go! Just go. Flee away from me.

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A Poets Psychopathy

     I’ve been having a new set of dreams recently. They still contain this woman in black and blue that I see so often

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The Way I Like it

Save me from the end.  I can like it. Little toys made of sin. Poking the back of my, neck twists and turns. I can

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