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Die in your own room At your own hands For your selfish cause No one understands What you've become Can't live under rules and laws The pain you must numb That comes with failure and flaws Another year older A man with child size balls Who doesn't learn fear Turns pebbles to boulders From road to cliff it steers Over your shoulder Making sure that you fall.

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Date: 12/8/2014 9:46:00 PM
A potentially deadly path -- a tough love. Well presented in your poem -- addition is a nasty evil.
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Joel Thornton
Date: 12/8/2014 11:40:00 PM
"Addition is a nasty evil" I like that. "To be equal you must add subtract multiply or divide and I have always hated math."