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Drink It Down
I’m powered by pain, that’s sponsored by Pepsi. I’ll throw a brick, with a brick blood manicure, and my sensible shoes, will suffocate my suffering. I’ll hold your crimes above my head, as I steal your streets, until my arms break, and your tangerine toddler tweets. Lock me up, hose me down, I’m…
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All Lives Matter?
Graves and hearts will be empty, as they keep our corpses to hide behind. They decorate with dishonesty and plant pain in purity. It never changes. You arrive home, dinner and discussion. Your luxury is living, untouched by untrust. You have trust in those, who vandalise the virtue, of a world you pretend is equal.…