no matter how hard they try I’m not going away

I’m not going away. 

I’m going to clean your clocks. 

Take every ounce of pain and

make you feel the same.

If what I say right now

is not the fucking truth 

I’ll take back all the shit I’ve said

bury it under rocks.

Rocks on this planet.

Rocks on the moon.

Rocks all in orbit.

Rocks are not the proof.

Any sort of truth

you need to look into

just take all of my poems and

blow them all away.

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