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my life can’t close itself in a hole,
can’t vanish in the sad waiting list of those who have lost before they’ve begun,
of those who haven’t gone beyond the gates of an imposed normality.
forced hate, i wish i had never met you.
tears of boredom, snapped nerves, instant horror.
i see my body move from one cage to another,
i spend my days cultivating apathy, disinterest, suffocated violence.
i feel offended and inoffensive, a headstone stuck in cement – a broken candle.
hanged in silence, the disappointment is reciprocal.
kicks in the teeth, everyday, explode in your houses, in your schools, in your streets…
a increase of “culture” – an abandonment of feelings.

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creativity against p-ssive dependence,
diversion against imposed standardization.
give the right value to individuality…
don’t fall in the nullity of a speechless crowd.

looking for alternatives, inventing one’s life, this means living.

- cripple bastards

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