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A man of morose
Offended by his own cry
Humourless and dry
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This is the sappiest thing I've ever wrote.
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Deranged dreams of dopamine and droggladui.Cattersnaps snicker and seahorses suckle on snippets of straw.The wall's a malicious blue of wibble, not wo..
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Don't doubt doubtless debates,But be a sceptic of course.Perched upon your pedestal,Skin flaking and teeth teething,Rough sounds simple, as you clear ..
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*mental despotic dispute, deranging dangerously done dragging downwards.
*rest of the title
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I stepped into the elevator. I was the only one there. I
glanced carelessly over towards the panel and pressed the button labelled "5
1/2". "Sorry w..
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Time stopped as greetings dropped.Little clocks with floating second hands swam round a stationary hour.Minutes were imaginary.I spend hours of my lif..
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Amps are speaking,Pumps are squeaking.There's no one on this hill,I can't collect my fill.I'm willing.I'm tilling.Sat In a crooked nook,With nowhere t..
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Can you say hello to the sky without saying goodbye?There's no poetry without pain,There's no love without loathing.There's no dreams without sleep,Th..
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If I say sorry that's officially me,But don't think about what I say and such,Because I'm not really all that deep.If there's kind words they'd come f..
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