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Feb 13, 2009
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This padded room only adds punctuation
to the chagrin I'm in.
I'm over trying to be relevant.
Elevating my wastefulness,
the pages are colored...
and I am done.
Doomed to be left alone,
and too tired
to bang my head about it.
Punctuation degradation.
Madness frustrations.
aaahhh... fuck it.
to the chagrin I'm in.
I'm over trying to be relevant.
Elevating my wastefulness,
the pages are colored...
and I am done.
Doomed to be left alone,
and too tired
to bang my head about it.
Punctuation degradation.
Madness frustrations.
aaahhh... fuck it.
— themoonman, Feb 13, 2009
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themoonman
17 years 3 months ago
Amartya...
themoonman
17 years 3 months ago
D.D.
themoonman
17 years 3 months ago
Kelsey...
Conect11
17 years 3 months ago
a brilliant write to a bad mood
themoonman
17 years 3 months ago
Mark...
JWwildcat2012
17 years 3 months ago
This poem is universally felt.............
themoonman
17 years 3 months ago
universal...
Proprietress o…
17 years 3 months ago
ha, Richard, I love it!