More half-baked half-poeyum distractions, from a half-wit with a shortbread attention span.
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Having nothing
and noone
…is quite enough!
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We all make mistakes.
But some people
give birth too them.
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Weep privately
for all the mental
health problems
that will never be
known.
Weep for the sick head
that cannot forgive itself
that has crossed the line.
that cannot come back into frame.
1000 burnt jigsaw pieces of memory!
O weep for the petrified childhoods
of comfortable children.
Their sensorium exposed
all too soon to the erotic touch of life,
all sensual dream turned warped nightmare!
Poor human tool!
Weep for the perverts,
who are honestly fucked up,
but we can do nothing to solve them
nor they them selves
so in our infinite mercy
we must cut off their testicles…
hatred is the instinct,
of an entire world,
resenting ever being born and bred
to the burden of the world!
Ah, so cruel!
Our lover calls for help constantly,
calling out so vulnerable,
trapped down in some hole.
bUT we do not rush to help.
We sit patiently not too far away
relishing in their helpless cries,
which they believe are unheard,
but we love to abuse the power of control,
we enjoy their suffering.
Glass is solid Oxygen!
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Do not treat children childishly.
Look at me!
Fucked up shit, brother and sister.
I wish I could fix a problem in the world,
like a joiner or a carpenter or a policeman.
But, as I cannot do brain surgery or give mouth to mouth
i can only hope there is something to be said
about
exposing your self in public.
to heal
the
shadow.
