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I'm vomiting karma

On your living room carpet

You're standing there staring

As I'm down on the ground

Your eyes open wide more

With each dry heave I leave

The noise inside of your ear

Drumming, running extensive

Reports clicking through your all knowing,

All feeling,

Bewildered self.

I'm smashing the mirrors

Passed down through your family

With a hammer I have

that was passed through my own

The luck I receive isn't good no,

It's bad

The old superstitions true

Some know not what they've had

Til it's smashed and it's gone