the sliding glass door is dirty
but i don't care
this silence you give me is butchery
tho i mustn't flare
the dining room cloth has a wine stain
with tatered seats and chairs
this screan will never let up
i cant see through this pain
the vibes your projecting are alarming
the intent is abvious
but the source is anonomous
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