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[bodytext] => Uncanny there is a lot to be said for the man who sits alone in his room for the homeless man who is determined to stay warm for the philanthropist who just gives and gives with no return and so to the altruist who says he feels my pain and to the haughty doctor who prescribes a pill for his monetary gain Unpredictable fickle and whimsical A fair weather fan a literal, whiny, coward sitting wherever he cant stand his fruit-brain has expired, soured, without her it may take him a second or two, at the very least just a few hours there is no way of telling with a man who poses these sorts of wicked powers Sad there is a lot to be said Though the tears have ceased the devil’s cry intensifies he seeks, the uncertain peace a bargain once left uncircumcised cut and removed the human skin aches painfully before it dies for the man who sits alone and thinks for the solider who fires on order without a flinch and to the mother who loves her baby unconditional and the grown baby who hates this world unintentional Unruliness there is nothing to be said for lack of control there are, however, plenty of insults stashed in a dark hole not that they matter, who cares what you think at all not that I have anything left to offer you to discern who are you to tell me this is not true, and that I should burn they may say I am young, they may call me unlearned and perhaps even overly concerned, with accomplishing with appreciating, with gratitude, I may never return _________ _____________ [comments] => 0 [counter] => 142 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Mangos [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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