On
On a certain level,
I’m trying to die.
It’s not exactly
Intentional. I
Just hate living
In this beautiful
Murderous
World, so much.
Ignore Dickinson,
Wollstonecraft,
Morrison, Baldwin,
Whitman, and Mill,
And all the great minds
That populate
Our Anglo-
American damage.
God forbid, we should
Learn something.
Stay silent, angry,
And alone.
What are we living
For anymore? I
Really don’t know.
I’m trying to die.
It’s not exactly
Intentional. I
Just hate living
In this beautiful
Murderous
World, so much.
Ignore Dickinson,
Wollstonecraft,
Morrison, Baldwin,
Whitman, and Mill,
And all the great minds
That populate
Our Anglo-
American damage.
God forbid, we should
Learn something.
Stay silent, angry,
And alone.
What are we living
For anymore? I
Really don’t know.
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