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Untitled.

Gesturing
to sit down
because
we're gonna have to,
if we want to
sort
all of this
out
Everything
is overwhelming
And everything
is
my own fault
Serrated steel
in my blood
It boils up
And I'm sharp as a tack
when you get my
heart rate
up
But there's no use in
violence
when it all
boils down
to who threw the
first punch
We're all on a
pendulum
swinging left to right,
nonstop.
The axis
endears to the
angles
we take it from
as our perspectives
start to notice
when
something's
up.
I don't remember
the last time
I was
having
any fun.
What the fuck.
Dreamboy
Written by Dreamboy
Published
Author's Note
I'm just hair and bones now
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