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burnt_out
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typhoid
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foosh
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000911
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birdmad
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i am nothing but a sooty charcoal sketch of who i used to be.
burnt from the inside out.
my profane heart
the analog of Christ
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000911
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SCOTT
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sometimes i don't even know anymore, i am tired of the truth, the lies and of myself-sometimes.
but then there is the glory, those few times when i can see further and live fuller-they come infrequently, and leave me empty once departed.
what happened?
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001127
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kelli crane
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it's better to burn out than fade away
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020113
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unhinged
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the first day of semester has officially burnt me out
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020114
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Mahayana
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...
light bulbs
recycle
into
x-mas tree
ornaments
just
paint/
decorate/
glitter
-&-
hang
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020114
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Grievance
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rousingly standing, gasping at the city before me,
ten thousand lamps try to guide me,
arches and crevices in the dark,
and receding riddles glimmering mark
and i stand there thinking
"when will this all burn out? our burning efficiency, our clout with nature, no men can capture. thirty strands will one day appease."
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020114
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Glory Box
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you let this suck your life away.
i would love to see you sweetly happy and full with love and peace.
you're burnt but nobody is left to salt the earth.
watch me lay grass and stand over you while you sleep.
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030818
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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