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Indeed
Fuck you and all your ilk,
I shall now tell you this, and this for nothing (bar the time it takes you to read this piece).
When I stand upon the hilltop overlooking glassy glades of gloom,
Don’t expect me to return to the reflective ashes to burn myself once more.
Misunderstood by the communal masses,
I stand alone.
I shall now tell you this, and this for nothing (bar the time it takes you to read this piece).
When I stand upon the hilltop overlooking glassy glades of gloom,
Don’t expect me to return to the reflective ashes to burn myself once more.
Misunderstood by the communal masses,
I stand alone.
Published 23rd Jul 2010
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24th Jul 2010 1:53pm
You manage to crush all this anger and bitterness and hate into such a beautifully concise piece, so that there's this huge pressure pushing under the surface of the words. I really like that.
