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anxious depression
waiting...
always fucking waiting
did I not mention...
I hate fucking waiting
well fuck you
and fuck waiting
and fuck this life
I'm sick of hating
sick of loving
erotic bursts of
not touching
my mind a fucking murderer
to insanity I'm clutching
to think I know nothing
to think I'm not coming
to wipe the grey
matter from your chin
justify the fear
you hold within
with nothing left
I fear not now of sin
always fucking waiting
did I not mention...
I hate fucking waiting
well fuck you
and fuck waiting
and fuck this life
I'm sick of hating
sick of loving
erotic bursts of
not touching
my mind a fucking murderer
to insanity I'm clutching
to think I know nothing
to think I'm not coming
to wipe the grey
matter from your chin
justify the fear
you hold within
with nothing left
I fear not now of sin
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