Poems from meganmasten

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I have a hard time writing about happy things
  The goal is to live like you aren't going to die, baby boy See, one day you are gonna grow bigger and stronger, You'll no longer suckle...
I eat my words like the last supper Judas is my conscience Desperation no prayer will heal I say, Break my overextended mind like bread...
There are 26 letters in the English language. There are thousands of words There are millions of sentences and you control this entity...
Jaded, not faded, a little risqué Indeed to be god, but still not to stay Two tongues, two tricks incantations relay Your love is a psalm...
We all live in our own little bubbles of misery. Different lives, different stitches of drama and uproar IT hurts my head IT burns my eyes...

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