Poems from Literally Satan

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I'm the hippest coat on the rack just kidding no I'm not
Today when I walked out of class And the world was so silent And the streets were so desolate And the ground was so damp with stale rain...
flowing, flowing, flowing for the first time in weeks i want to paint and i have no ideas and i have no motivation and i have no...
if you open up a human you will find that it is filled with strange things, the appendix among others, as well as a multitude of emotions...
out deep in the woods in a clearing, through the brambles and briars so sharp, too far for any mortal hearing, there is the sad sigh of a...
A pocket of quiet in a whirlwind of noise Though there still is a buzz in the hive, There comes a faint little cry of despair From...

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