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Saturnighting
dvdsxr

this one is free
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you boring
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hand drawn and water colored
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lazy fucks,
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slumping back and
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lurking the word smiths,
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the magic makers,
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slipping your pointer finger and stupid thumb
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up up to scroll down down
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through the dank memes
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and the lazy fuck reposts and confirmation biases
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you don't have to think about
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so you can just laugh and point
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and blame the system,
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but
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the awful, god awful truth
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you bury right alongside your empty head;
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you don't know the difference
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between their opinion or are there other opinions?
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you just figure that somewhere
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you'll eventually end up yak yak yaking
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about something you love
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that everyone cares about
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and everyone wants to know about
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and you can show them
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spouting, spewing high dynamic lust for
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the very same
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hopeless
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juxtaposed
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inertness and free falling madness
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towards the rock bottom sameness
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and hopeless singalong tag-a-long fuck-it-all
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gore-fest of misinformation, ignorant bliss.
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you indifferent
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spiteful frost-bite.
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you midnight creeping-in-the-dark fading flashlight.
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lick your lips
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copy and paste.
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7 Oct 17

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i think you think people care about you. that's a mistake. that makes you say too many things too often like you were drunk showing your dick to bag ladies like they were your mother. that's just drunk.
 — cadmium

ah. dvd. so this is where you go when you can't think of anything to say.
 — cadmium

not true. this is where I come to argue with you.
 — dvdsxr

fuck what people think. I don't think people care about me... people are way too busy living their lives. and ...i don't care what they think.
 — dvdsxr

re do
 — dvdsxr

words is blood.
 — cadmium

do you realize how stupid that sounds?
 — dvdsxr

do you realize how un-conscious and non-verbal your country-crafted response sounds to me?

'words' is a thing. 'blood' is a thing. in poetry, the words are the blood cells and the melodic connection between them is the heart and circulation of the poem.

if you only want a CNN kind of poetry, put on a pretty face.
 — cadmium

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