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I am the empty vessel
I always knew that I would become.

(I know I'm falling into
Repetition. My moves mimic one
Another. I'm just waiting to die now.)

I am a container for the anger
Of a stranger.

(Of all the things
To say.

And I am the stranger.

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Well, I've been attacked again, but this time I can't say much because it was my fault for joining a particularly harsh poetry community that BRAGS about it's harshness, but I thought...surely they'll be nice to me. How ignorant can I be? I'm not up to their standards. I appologize, folks, I cannot be everyone's cumbubble. But for all I can do with ( Read more... )

Alright folks. Oh, yes. It's true. Soon you will all be able to have crappy little icons made my mwah! Yaymobiles! Stay posted; they're almost done.

He smells like sulfur ( Read more... )