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nemesis my mask is falling away so stoned cold it slips and won't stay so intrinicate this piece of work absorbing the tears hiding the fears now it's all washed away under the rain tears fall down my face and the fears run a rampant race now here resides my naked face. the scars to see, unhappiness freaks even the fleas green and decaying, falling away. my face. my nemesis
ms. sangeetha in a paparazzi shot the chow the teacher the eye the kass funny, how people throw away such brilliant things. overlooked and thrown into a bin.