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poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Val�ry
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Disruption
Trashes and thrashes, crashes and burns Twists and turns, agitates and churns Faded and jaded, traded and graded Gave it and saved it, raided and made it... Breakdown and hand me down, push me to the ground Do it, lose it, choose to take me down Edges and ledges, hedges and dodges Home and hearth, break and dislodge it. Anything and everything, this and that Alright, ok, just fine like that Take it and break it, throw it to the wolves Burns and sears, blackens and boils... raw || truth |