2011-12-18

Curses

We use them like curses
Cut away the gauze
Make you Think

Scream at
Your face
Shatter that facade

Don't smile at me
With your plastic eyes
Glazed

Your bubblegum countenance
Is like dried cum stains
You say nothing

Despite incessant chatter
Driving Us mad
Like the buzzing of flies

We use our Words
To break your System
Hack this

Our curses fly
Straight arrows
Bleed you dry

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