Reading the terribleist news
I know I know
I could refuse
fascination is it voyeurism
everything refracted
through this
horrible prism
perhaps I’m addicted
to the worst case scenario
power of negative
thinking’s impresario
strange calls in the midst of night
I feel it coming on
but I won’t bite
maybe I’m addicted to paying dues
maybe I’m addicted to bad news
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