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Deny
bodies rotting, we be scared.
stripped of servile impaired,
the annoyed anxiety flared.
it sneered, sexually snared;
so the carressed crisis cared.
our share will never be spared.
smooth letters wont pass by shakes;
but knitted sharp wings do fly flakes.
blood reality, is that what it takes?
sword sacrifice humanity makes?
we keep driving on with no brakes.
peeping and seeping through fakes.
my, my dear;
we deny?
we defy?
i fear, i fear.
;[signed]
Friday, September 18, 2009
slacker, cracker .
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