The Fail


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Foul mood plays the heart black

Screams and shouts in agony

While pain is naught it still smells stale

Oh, fucked up heart, you reek of frail

Frail your soul insisting fate

To be kind to you

 

But you never consider kindness to others

Your kin, your men

Your sin, you bear alone…

12.57pm

11th December 2012

p/s: Inspiration in the skies, written on tissue paper…

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The Fail

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