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washington statehere we made up choked up hung our coats up rode up the mountain we sing songs at the radio we're beestings i eat things let's keep this under controlwashington state
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the most wimpy giftso we climbed into shoeboxes hoping to pass for pounds of flesh under the gashing wounds of the subway station past the unfortunate wrecking ball tracks of the city underground we lay by the devil's side under his Christmas tree and we sing over his cries of young joythe most wimpy gift
"please accept our legs all crushed and broken please love us, please eat us whole"
it was a chorus it was just as we'd practiced but we were torn from our boxes and showed our rooms where we lay in stomach acid. the trains
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your poetry is horriblei am irrepressible teenage angst. here is my bitchy poem. whine. moan. woe is me. (insert typo here) i can use drastic S P A C I N G to make my point (insert computer shorthand here) my girlfriend just dumped me. whine. perhaps i canyour poetry is horrible
write at length about s u i c i d e (insert trite phrase about loneliness) because i am ohsotouchy
sob.
so, to all you
heartbroken struggling adolescents out there shut the fuck
up
your poetry is horrible. &nbs
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