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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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