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03-19-03, 10:31 PM | #1 | |
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bleh... felt like keying something... yeah... its about a guy who can't say shit for himself... but ends up making a difference in the world -edited in-
sitting on the toilet-he's joyous, the king of his words-nobody's annoying| his life's spite is boyant, a dead-end job and no enjoyment| a robot to employment-till one day, his therapist suggests medication| so he starts off swallowin' and experiences head-spins| instead of hatin' he hides his anger inside of a basement| his only best friends are the bare walls and displacement| its been a week now and death is what the pills are craving| they thin his veins and make him feel the pain of hatred| the world's reality pushes him... so he loses his patience| fresh outta pills and light bulbs, his mind is vacant| he grabs a gun and shakes it but the tv screen doesn't flinch| getting mad is all he can do, so he screams "you fucking bitch!"| the sparks fly and singe the curtins, he laughs and grins| he leaves his apartment burning, the streets spin as people stare| he swings the gun in the air and goes insane on 9th and philip ave.| he kills a mother with a stroller and claims he didn't care| .................................................. ........................................| a few years later he doesn't work the crappy job but became a author| the shit i just rhymed was a novel he wrote, the pills gave him the offer| stay tuned for the next issue "cruel vicadin and the meat locker"| yeah, it sucks, so what, i was bored |
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