Go spilt your venom
to all who see
ravaged silence
or bended knees
That once prayed
by mantis ring
where savior souls
aloft did sing
A beauty muttered
voices exchange
but endless bitter
thine odor rains.
To target one
vile twice
whose hearts did naught
but anguish splice.
What lone is bare
past reply sheer
solemn joy
or smoking tear?
Far regale
the mists so strife,
still time on time
why waste your life?
ECONOMIC COMMANDER 
Well well well we have a new Keats on our hands.
The Jew hatred and general unpleasantness of the right has actually affected me alot and really repelled me. I’m done with it
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