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I hate you
Yes I choose to be what I am anytime I make these decisions
I hate that I am the beast the feasts on your weaknesses and give into my gluttony
But I’m not all at fault and if I was would you fall into those cracks just to find my happiness
Or would you say it was unnecessary because you can find yours at the end of that fictional rainbow you so love to look at
If the world cracks apart...
Monday 20th July 2020 6:34 pm
the small matter of a white screen at midnight
the small matter of a white screen at midnight
the mocking cursor blinks upon the screen
and my flagging muse sinks
still unable to find links
and then little englyn winks
Thursday 29th May 2014 10:52 pm
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