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Prudent Divinations
Prudent divination
Brought back to this.
This stirring cauldron of enamored desire.
Emasculates me out of the gate
Shoot to kill, in a hit or miss
The blurring of boundary the scolding of fire
Devastates and soaks our souls in hate
The great destruction of the interior space
Countdown begins
Another weltcher and clucking fiends
Populate your world of faux plastic grins
The dirtiest of people will enter fashionably clean
Those you call friends
Just smile and nod, swallow disgust again
Faking it all, nodding and blindly agree.
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Joeline Thronehill
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