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headshake after everything
(i'm over here in the bad boy corner)
 my dog
 my dog
 MY DOG
 MY DOG
 
 (woop)
 
 laid upon the pool
 table
 
 you didn't have to go
 you don't have to go
 don't go
 
 you will be a master
 of this life
 if you stick and stay
 
 I cry at my cubicle
 my God
 
 my God
 
 I've been like this
 since I was nine
 or so
 
 graphite syringes
 (mechanical pencils)
 
 Flood Brothers
 move my heart
 sediment collapse
 
 the rush of sad
 in my warm body
 
 homeless poems (no home)
 ageless poems (no age)
 
 Exxon vapors
 
 American life
 
 Publix sigh
 
 mom why
 dad why
 family help
 
 no boy
 you go girl
 
 Duke Swirlie
 
 tranquil logs
 
 Smartie necklace
 
 no experience needed
 
 
 
          
      
 
  
 
 
 
  
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