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I'm fermenting again.With weeks of sedimentary activity,I begin to fester.A wound that does not breathe...But would prefer not to,Because it likes its..
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The city has drained me.And not in the way I was hoping for.Drained of life with the hard and bony skeleton to show.The rocky foundation of a basic se..
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ANECDOTAL STORY:PART IOnce with the intention of successfully stealth camping, I drove to the edge of a large forest in Maryland, equipped solely with..
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You took what wasn't your's,And you couldn't leave me to suffer in peaceO, insidious mockery of truth, you grow where one cannot know.You infested my ..
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There is a pounding desire, a thunderous applause, a vibration in the ground.It will come, beyond the horizon yet, but I can feel it, like it is alrea..
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I trek in to the darkness surrounding my home.To cool this searing pain, that wells in my bones.I look to the sky, to the moon and the clouds. I think..
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If I could drop this lead weight of self worthlessness. That has been fired again and again in the flames of my subconscious being. So that every inde..
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