Simplicity
Ideas, Not Mine
It wasn't my idea.
They decided to let me sit
Sit in this leather chair
alone.
I guess they simply don't understand.
They say tell the truth,
I do.
But its no use.
Not once am I believed.
Some sort of integration,
fitting for the area.
"Ideas, not mine!"
I'd say.
But if there's an idea you say,
evidence,
its yours.
Your shoulders
with weight
and some salt
depending on you
of course.
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Starting finish
It has a starting point
it has an end.
Everything does.
Everyone does.
every
every
every.
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Thoughts
Thoughts.
Nothing more,
nothing less.
Thats what this journal is.
I owe it to Ms. Cutterherhead
Huh.
Nice name.
She opened a window,
It looked through it.
Then there was change.
This change.
This here is change,
change.
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Lab rat
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Murder, him, not.
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Out
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Judge
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Behind Bars
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2Arctic
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Thumpinng of my boom boom ka poosh
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superman
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cliches
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Untitled
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checkpoints
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march
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