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You wont understand, but you will comprehend. The only road to solitude is rejection of normalcy. Scribbling my thoughts is my vice. Writing my voice is my getaway. Poetry is prompted by self explanatory head-trips. Emotions thrown on a keyboard.
screw the police
2nd May 2012
Stoners are smart so fuck you mom