nostalgia
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I think about what it was about being a kidThat I so much enjoyed.Perhaps I was closer to who I really was then?When I was just a boy.This World is the Serpent,It makes you forget.It was designed to do exactly this.It’s not really evil,It’s so you can grow.It’s the only point to any of this.
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I’m crafty with my hands.I hope you understandThat I use them to make loveTo God and not to you.I really cannot help it.I can’t just proclaim, “Welp, itIs really not what I’ve beenSent to this place to do.”
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I executed a claim A fucker called him by name Said, “Fucker, you were the one Who came to work with a gun. We spent all day in the dark You crept around like a shark I hope you choke on asbestos You wrote a dumb manifesto.”
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To save for you, my lovely paying readers. Wait, you guys pay me right? Because thats the sort of relationship this is, right? I’m here for piles of cold dead cash. I’m a genius cannibal They treat me like an animal I can’t put this poem here Cuz no one will read it dear. So,…
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too much For days that will never come again For feelings, that I felt back then Which are only memories now For people, who promised never to leave Whom, now, I don’t even know I weep for places I used to love that No longer exist in the world. I cry
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Straight to the 1990’s. I want to re-experience them I hate that they’re behind me. I know that I can do this if I Could just master time.That whole decade still exists Although we’re left behind.
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back in time.Straight to the 1990’s. I want to re-experience them I hate that they’re behind me. I know that I can do this if I Could just master time.That whole decade still exists Although we’re left behind.
Musings of the Mad 