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Mahayana scrape downhill from your bough
my existence, your dependency, my outcome
accepted wisdom: no one discerns
how you ‘if truth be told’ sense
what you’ve actually ruined
but i do
so insecure
anchorage your antagonism
hold onto your self-indulgence like a sea intuitive jewel
for this is why you must bellow for hours about my ungreatness
insecurities that you try to hide, to ease
by over exaggerating
without twine basket weaved all the way through my back
and their ambiguity as trinkets on your fingers
so self-righteous that you overwhelmed me
in the integer of pitful rings you bear
when will this parallel shatter
who will heave the deseeded
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god heave the deseeded
heave the deseeded
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