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CANT STOP WHAT REALITY REGURGITATES

ONLY NOW WE CAN ACCEPT AND NOT HESITATE

HAMPERED RECOLLECTION OF A PEVERTED PUNGENT PERVERSION

TWISTING LIFES HURDLES INTO AN ABSYNETH HALLUCINATION

REALING FROM THE COMPLICATED SIMPLISTIC SYMPHONY

HEARING THE RANTINGS OF A RAVING LUCID COMPULSION

HAVING ONCE REAIZED MY NARCASSISTIC MANIPULATION

SPEWING FORTH FILTH SEPERATED BY CASTRATION

MOUNTING MY PAIN IN A RANCID THOUGHT

TRAPPED IN TIME WITH SEETHING HATRED CAUGHT

ANAL RETENTIVE WRETCHES SEEK BLING IGNORANCE

CATAPOLTED CATASTROPHIES ALWAYS AFTER ASSURANCES

ASSANINE THOUGHTS CLOUD MANY MANIC MOMENTS

GRINDIND ALONG BI-POLAR IN A MASOCISSTIC COMMENT

ATROSITIES IN TIME TO CONFUSE SIMPLE MINDS

REACH AROUND PERFORMED JUST TO WATCH THE FIND

HAVING COME TO A TWISTED TORTURED SURREALITY

TAKE EACH RAGED BREATH LIKES ITS FINALITY

REACH FOREWARD TO A PLACE WITHOUT BEIN LAZY

EVERYONE ELSE SAYS WERE ALL A LITTLE CRAZY

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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