

A good shot at poetry_____________________ Who needs a life? Who wants to care? Should I go for the knife, or leave it right there? ____________________ I sit on my butt, in front of a screen. As I click away, all day, unseen. _____________________ This sounds a bit emo, but alas, it is not. It's as cheerfull as Nemo, with every last drop. ____________________ I might have exaggerated that very last bit. If I was even that cheerfull, I wouldn't write this shit. ___________________ I sit with a smile I sit with a frown. It doesnA good shot at poetry
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Mood swings: Fun, dangerous, rip your head off, and sleepy time.
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Yum.
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