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  • Other Poetry Re: When I thought I knew you

    In the hallway, our eyes don't meet Like they used to Our words are stale, we don't talk often Like I want to I don't know how to fix this ...

    Nov 10, 2011


I'm officially making it my goal in life to become a roomba. I want to be little robot. I want knives taped to me. I want to be free.
— TheMulticoloredCyr