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Category: Human Nature
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If I'm perfectly honest, that's one toxic act you've got, and I can't get enough. I stand in front of your window–you've always got the lights on–and soak up all the icky details of your sick and twisted, touchy-feely fabricated history. Whenever I wait outside your house there's always a long line so I come…
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Sew your suit of armor and don't skimp on the red thread. All you have to do is look at the Emperor and know you can believe everything you've read. No fearNo shameNo dread of falling out of fashion. The bronze scars where buttons and bows should be are beautiful against a blank canvas. Put…
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Mastering the art of concealment. Track the quarry and give chase. Stealth brings out the eyes. Add a dab of blood behind each ear. Pull the lips back to drive the point home. We've never lost our taste for the easy kill. I am who I am despite the disguise.
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We don't want to know you but you've served your purpose wellYou embarked on an expedition to find riches for meMade it home with a bit of flesh left on your bonesPaid your dues plus interestFulfilled your obligationExploitation never varies its tuneCredit earned does not make a statement trueThievery keeps me at #1My youth forever…
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icy stepsracing thoughtsfrozen breathcirculate a ragged questionsuspend all desire to believe hold fast to the spotwatch the answer dance awaytrace its faint trail inthe untrodden snow follow it the nearer to the end you getthe closer you are to clarity life was always about the lastexperience you had
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The suggestion hit Randi on both sides of her head. Concussion protocols activated. The call, though? The one that told her to run away rather than stand her ground? Yeah, Randi would live the rest of her days to regret that decision. Always an army of one, Randi relied on the predictability of chance. Mishaps and happenstance and…
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We are all throwing sticks at moving targets. If I get an idea to take hold, what may end up as remuneration is a stone thrown in my general direction. We should either be tired or experts by now, so very effective we've become at the game. Hurl an insult, dodge an injury. This isn't…
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near enough alikelove becomes a power toolanimosity battling to breathelashing out to have my sayassassination blood holds us in placehard not to hear the outburstinappropriate sharpen angry wordsa kick in the gut replyargumentative fighting to competeaggression loses its fun realization Brothers until our days fray and unravel and leave us to wonder: 'Which of…
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hemmed in on both sides shallow habits break my will channel compassion
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Rickety proposition that old give-and-take, especially when the taker tells your stories as her own. The taker pastes her name all over the dust cover and erases all mention of you. A true account? Sure. Yours though, not hers. She didn't live it, you did. Livid is how you must feel. You spoke in confidence…
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