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Bastards
I'm a walking holocaust
Hiroshima in my head
How can a small piece of flesh accomadate so much affliction?
Virulent predecessors ravage my veins
No matter how much blood trickles from these wounds
you won't go away,
Black box for a brain
If i crash, will it go away?
These penetrating negative thoughts..
Serrated claws on a blackboard
the images in m...
Friday 11th March 2011 2:20 pm
Goodbye Childhood
Ah, that old chair, weakened from many 'talks' previous to this one,
He started to speak while the others observed me, too professional and ignorant to reach me,
"Have you seen anything?" he said,
I was seven, i had seen alot of things,
Sympathetically, he added, "Do you know what i'm asking you?"
How stupid of him to percieve me as a child,
"Yes" i said, "i'm not a chil...
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