Soliloquyhard mouths spit at me with sharp hatred with magazine faces i fall into dirty water my skin bleaches snakes feed away at my hair and bleed me to the scalp what justice is this?Soliloquy
a mother cries among leafless trees drunken to the bone with her serotonin dreams these halitosis demons follow her spawn with nothing more than a panoply of feathers what justice is this?
one's adversary hugs a heart and squeezes it full of love they cry alone with every doubt in every pore of each others true intention what justice is this?
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I'm disillusioned & let down. 'Cause all my hero's are junkies now.
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May you go marching in three measure time. Dressed up as asses, drunk to the nines.
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JKiner
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