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The Myth of The Happily Ever After

A Hunger In Your Haunt

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The glass is not half-full, it’s not half-empty.
Instead it lays half-fucked upon the floor.
Reason has gone, purpose has gone,
All that’s guaranteed’s
the fucking state we’re in.

We bring nothing in,
We’ll take nothing with us when we leave.

A hunger in your haunt,
I am taking pleasure in the storm,
Brace yourself, here’s a slap across the jaw.
Can you find any hunger in your haunt?

My mind is crying out for stimulation,
It’s been dark awhile so
where’s the fucking dawn?
Wisdom no more, eloquence no more,
All I love is broken down
and gone to seed.