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static cracklingin the back of my mindthreatens to overtake.mock battling for controlthey'll lose,and they know it,but they're learning strategy.and q..
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are you alright in there?they're knocking on my craniumagain,and it's not like i can't hear them,but i'll ignore them,still.i should probably answer s..
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stand tall among the lines of the lostand gaze upon a glowing deityof humanproportions.heaven-sent preacherwith a silver voice,trades your childrenfor..
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a coughand i'll turn,and i'll knock myself overwith my own surpriseupon seeing the slope of your shoulder,against the door frame,propping it open,like..
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they ask me what i'm waiting forand the surprise that registers in their eyes,when they realize that i have no ideais kind of frightening.widening cir..
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it's raining but it's not rainingand i shant believe it's rainingfor i was going to fly a kiteand i'm not allowed to in the rain.so even though it's r..
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my nose is bleeding,so high in the air,and i'd say you're the reason.you told me i was something,but i was just pretending.i pretend all the time...i ..
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game shows and trivia shows blare on, relentlessly, in my quest for more knowledge and outsmarting Watson someday. i sit there, or lay there, in front..
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you can see the wordsbut not the sentence,you miss the meaningout of movies,seeing just a bunch of pretty faces,in pretty patterns,and it's beautiful...
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broken braille wordstap tap tapped into the concreteas the victimthinks of how heused to know morse code.didn't you know my mother,once upon a time?th..
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