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| by moi |
| I'll laugh at your jokes and take in your fucked perception but I won't fall victim to your self-deception, Cleanse your carrion of a mind in a tub full of lies;which brews with envy and reeks of semen its thick like mud but smooth as affliction. You're an abomination of a nation, a pathetic puppet state, the righteous child who now lay defiled by the whores of western civilization Spread your legs to resolve the problems that you know you can't absolve, deserving not an ounce of faith but a charge of treason. Blameless council fools drown in the sorrows you have caused,sorry to say but all the people of your day have sold us out to Reason. Faulty icons,"to serve and protect" are vile dogs that deserve no respect. We are an abomination of a nation, a socialistic puppet state, dumbed down so as not to frown, or utter a breath of dissention. |
| Mondragon#2,ink on text paper. bored as hell in lit class in '99.black foreground is bombed out building where sniper is located, reiterated by the film that runs on the lower right hand corner;a mesh of perspectives. other images are thoughts running through the soon to be deceased mondragon's head. |
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