Contempt

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Here again, i'm cradled by the unreleasing arms Of the white, shot sun's grim descent It always finds me frantic, unprepared I try to talk myself into some kind of world of understanding Find empty auditorium seats
You covet everything I have and you suppress my ability to achieve. Selfishness and greed will certainly devour you. I am the same human being as you are and I have the right to life.
My, my, who do we have here? such crude presence, shameless attitude, ugh, that coat is an abomination!
The clouds will always roll in. They'll build up, expand, keep coming until the day turns to a solid gray.   Storms are good only if they give back, and when the rains come,
Everyone at school were assholes to him, in a general sense. The worst were the meathead jock types. The pricks who'd  call him a FUCKING FREAK   and then copy his chemistry homework.  
WHO’S FLAWLESS? Flawless because I’m contempt with the person I am / becoming. Flawless because I’m eighteen proud and gay. I am the problematic child.
Who are you? You! With your surmising glances, You who lies in wake, desperate, for blood Funny.
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