Like a pleague.
It will move through your body.
Travel through your blood.
Poison your mind.
Deminish your Dreams.
Burn your Desires.
Pride...
The Prime factor in this Disease.
The Subatomic prime in self-destruction.
Duplicating...
Multipling...
Conforming...
Bleed me.
Cut me open and take this parasite from my soul.
Leeching onto my humanity.
Slowly Comsuming everything that makes me different.
Carnage in my eyes.
Chaos in my heart.
Disiray in my mind.
But so much is better without you.















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Mona
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If you are reading this I probably commented on something. If it was bad don't worry you can probably get some professional help, if it was good well you probably still need some.
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Hello and stuff.
Short, and sweet, and in your face. I really like this one. When I write it's usually short bursts of thought...things that come out with no need for expansion or large words. Great stuff.
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www.scotteveringham.com
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Pissed off and articulate...
//spunj13
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doctor!doctor!
wind up your soldiers and send them to see, the skies and the oceans their coffins will be
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