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Liar Liar

all of my life � � � � �
...i've always had an uneasy hunch � � � � � � �
about this place... � � � � � � �
...about this world that was � � � � � � �
'crafted over Gaia � � � � � � �
......and this skin..grafted � � � � � � �
over my essence � � � � � � �
.....i know...i was born a liar [in more ways than one,fucker] � � � � � � �
cuz from day one i've been � � � � � � �
..teaching myself to laugh mechanically � � � � � � �
at what i ..saw...as a nasty joke... � � � � � � �
a very...nasty joke � � � � � � �
....so..i soak myself � � � � � � �
in alcohol...pussy...poetry... � � � � � � �
...muzik...iron... � � � � � � �
violence....etc.. � � � � � � �
looking for an escape hatch.... [see the nasty joke,goofball?] � �
...a mockingbird spirit.....caged... � � � � � � �
with deep seeded rage.. � � � � � � �
...afraid to fully engage the game � � � � � � �
of life...hopin � � � � � � �
....prayin..someone doesn't � � � � � � �
accidentally wake up one � � � � � � �
...of my demon-titans � � � � � � �
...they know what this place is � � � � � � �
but they won't tell me � � � � � � �
....i can feel them sitting in the back � � � � � � �
of my eyeballs � � � � � � �
waiting for that one...false...move � � � � � � �
...so..i chose..to become � � � � � � �
a fraud..play it safe.. [how's that workin for ya,bitch?]� � � �
be on some Bruce Banner type shit � � � � � � �
..forever mild mannered.. � � � � � � �
....ahhh...but the wild and the wicked...speaks.. � � � � � � �
the wolf and the jackal creeps.. � � � � � � �
sniffing pheromones... � � � � � � �
...ether... � � � � � � �
ready for some hard core fucking � � � � � � �
...or fighting...or what the fuck ever this � � � � � �
redundant mud-ball has to offer � � � � � � �
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....cocked and loaded � � � � � � �
...looking to be goaded.. � � � � � � �
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as...i...feel... � � � � � � �
this...poem...slip away from me... � � � � � � �
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...railroaded.. � � � � � � �
into the darkness.. � � � � � � �
...caressed...by that ominous � � � � � � �
symbiote.. � � � � � � �
...whose name i refuse � � � � � � �
to say out loud.. � � � � � � �
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...so i'll stop right here � � � � � � �
cuz i know..whatever else � � � � � � �
is written after this � � � � � � �
.....will come from a place � � � � � � �
that i don't think will be good � � � � � � �
......for public consumption... � � � � � � �
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after all.. � � � � � � �
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i have an 'image' to uphold � � � � � � �