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The Wrath Of Vesuvius
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At Wit's End
Today is a virulent day. So be sagacious with each and every step that you take. I'm sparks away from starting a combustion. Light the fuse! Mutter one more fucking pathetic word. Annoyance! That's all I've been and all I'll ever be. I'm the catalyst; the
antagonist; the conflict in this story. A craving in my mind is to expunge my every move; insurrections in words with no means of an armistice. And I evoke every clinched fist and bring back the cynicism, cutting down the path that I've paved to reach home with hacksaws
of indecision and chainsaws of narcissism. My integrity is a ruination as well as my cheap fabricated patience. All of which is tearing apart at the seams. These strings attached to me are countless acts of mockery. I'm washed up and all dried out from the repetitious
words. I've fractured glass, nearly shattered it whole. An increment of hope is what's keeping this stable. This timing and placement is enough to crack composure. Strung out on idealistic thoughts and typical figures; monotone voices trying to reach my attention, with
failure to break through the reveries in my mind. This hatred will consume me. Each and every time I shut my eyes, there's a shadowed noose with blood written lies on the walls in the room. I'm fastened in. I am all there is to despise. I created your deception
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