I've laughed at nothing,
Smiled without eyes.
Seen more with two lids closed,
Knowing to be blind wakens mind.
Have loved things that others spit upon,
Of course, saliva doesn't dry on lips that lie.
Drooling evil thoughts are never ending;
Watering those thirsty roots of violence.
Will I die just because they think it?
If their wishes could come true, probably.
To thrive on...
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