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Bad Poetry In Under A Minute: Sold As Is by Ray Printer Friendly

Iím poison.

Iím cancer.

Iím all the bad things in the world

That you donít want to get sucked into.


My heart, my soulÖpolluted.

Corroded.

I sweat acid, and I speak it,

And I feel it.


The rusty edges await:

Walk a little too close,

Act a little too careless,

The edges will bite.


Not good for others,

Not good for myself,

I am not an uplifting presence.

I am the antithesis of fairy dust.


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