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Identity Satisfaction
07/13/2012 02:24 a.m.
All this Sean Rooney talk,maybe I should change my name back to Sean Rooney.

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lookatem
04/04/2011 09:15 a.m.
Hell, I suppose everyone sells out eventually.
With the fuck and grit, and skin and placenta.
Tease the ever-dawning morn til it's teeth enlarge.
Give me something more than summer, the peeling paint inside her thighs.
I really had faith in you.
Good luck whipping the horse's eyes.

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Production is down.
01/04/2011 07:45 p.m.
Only 133 poems posted this year compared to last year's 190...


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At least you still dream
02/07/2010 05:20 a.m.
see inside of our minds
and act without pushing I wont
come back with the intention of shoving
this little bit
off the map
off my plate
back like the crashing of time
laced and lit up is a sign
that we never needed to see
needed to be more than leaves
for it's never been ours
to just to be
you see you see what you see
and it's never going to be
for me it's just waiting to leave
the dying of every leaf
the wait is just waiting for me
from the pits to the top of the beat
we slip into somber like sleep
and eat Zantac and we feed
and lick the Zantac off our sleeves
then scream and just lie through our teeth
the feeling of being deceased
and realizing that dead can still be
is nothing compared to the dream
of diving straight into you seat
after you've gotten up to just leave
and feeling as you felt in your sleep
when you dreamed of this lie
and this creep


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It's over.
11/10/2009 11:45 a.m.
In plain english, I lost all use for any poetic device last night.
My father relapsed on the vodka and slept in the woods without his medicine.
He may have died. I'm not sure how to reach the woods.

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prying!
08/06/2009 02:09 p.m.
Who we fuck is not who we are but when judging someone we often investigate into who they're fucking, or have fucked, or want to fuck, so much time wasted on the fucker and not a moment spent on the fuckee.Would it not be logical then for the fuckee to fuck the fuckers who are digging into his "fucking" business and add them to the list of those he's fucked?
Get back to me.
I am currently Dorky
I am listening to little sin by Toadies

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Note:
06/05/2009 02:12 p.m.
You're all pussies.

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Placement(dis) See my point?
04/09/2009 02:01 p.m.
( ) <---- just because you have a bunch of these
in random places does not mean you're a genius.

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Is it because she's uneducated?
03/13/2009 11:01 a.m.
You're just not that good. I just don't understand the fucking attraction to such garbage. The privledge of unleashing your insecurities on paper should be taken away from you. I will continue to dream about unleashing my insecurities in her mouth.
I am currently Awestruck
I am listening to Sweet Leaf

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I would
01/05/2009 11:22 a.m.
I don't know why it seems that the words we choose to comfort others are always the most harmful.

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