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Corrosion

FuckinAcidMan

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frantic channel flipping fanatic
anticipation dripping
carefully curated stye slipping
day tripping without intent
have money but feel spent
bent out of shape
slave to the day
solvents for the brain and
solvents for the pain
do damage to the source
ripping the rot out at the roots
is harder than routinely
clipping back the wickedness that blooms,
considering it a part of you,
inadvertently tending to it
while the parastic patterns happily bleed you dry


the ritual is lost,
the signal's dropping off
out and about
while cold wind erodes
the corrosion within
 
You always seem to hit the sweet spot with your poems
I agree, the poem is extremely good. I enjoyed it even though it made me feel slightly paranoid. But looking at this guys avatar

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are we really expected to enjoy it?
 
Casual-Friday-Evil. I have no idea what that means. But I can feel it.

Graveyard barbecues and watercooler chats with eldrich abominations. Goblins that drive taxis to pay rent. Smoking weed with a yeti. I love that kinda shit.

Idk this is like beyond off topic. But it's my own damn thread I guess.
 
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