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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required This August 26th , 2018 rendition regarding previous literary endeavor Wick End Up Date, Snippet Sans... ...The Deadly Scourge ...One Obsessive/Compulsive Disorder (Never abating infiltrating writing material e'en superceding the death of John McCain, where Munster monster rears gnashing undermining marriage with ambivalence. Anorexia nervosa absent bulimia nadir of onset schizoid behavior, which agonizingly slow suicide self starvation maelstrom within psyche of self prepubescent lad (particularly devastating immediate family members) emaciation pitted existential ghastly revulsion unseen, wuthering heights wrung death knell annihilating fragile entity christened Matthew Scott Harris obvious preemtory imprimatur yieldeing covalent bond to die starkly horrified kith and kin helpless Zorro slashed signature profound perilous depressive psychological gouge. Now at about two plus score years attaining centenarian rank perfect 20/20 hindsight supreme advantage swift under currents alluded drowning, when das scribe juiced started to nibble puberty, whence devastating emotional crisis tripped, trilled, and tricked chronological clock theorizing numerous educated guesses within mindful middle progeny, and sole son (of Boyce and late Harriet Harris), why I willfully hurtled flesh at light speed down abyss toward death. Literal and physical lightness manifested within nooks and crannies prior to full blown symptoms to eliminate sustenance drawing curtain on brief residence be fore high noon of life. Metamorphosis from boyhood into man found solace attempting to keep at bay natural cycle, which trans formation grieved me pining nostalgic childhood’s end (one fraught with romanticism) vengefully interpreted attempt to halt deadly tracks intervention of mother, whose nursing experience helped fend passive attempt promulgated silent...
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