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BD Rohrer Jan 2018
Man
an animal i am
they call me man
**** in any my way
eat the foul
and a dessert with ****
an animal i am
disgust in others
not me
love is the turn to open doors
though consumed with hate
an animal i am
money, women
poulty, and beef
not one sits on my throne
while i eat
oh
an animal i am
BD Rohrer Jan 2018
Got
i got silver
i got gold
i got a deal
i got sold
i got a lifetime
i got the world
i got a lot
i got no soul
and it all comes down
what was and never found
hidden in a mask
conformed under mass
i got power
i got luck
i got drugs
i got struck
i got strength
i got brains
i got pills that keep me sane
BD Rohrer Jan 2018
lust for life
though it may be dull
somewhat amazed at how full
high off the fumes
that pollute my head
never  show it coming
until i was dead
remarkable
i reak of disease
plague is invisible
a conscious effort
to see through the black veil
a will is alive
how long will i survive
with a lust for life
BD Rohrer Jan 2018
the bartender watches
he looks with no surprise
i reside in this place
another buzzing of the bar fly
jukebox plays classic rock hits
and the men play poker
neon signs flash the phrase
welcome to nowhere

sifting through pages
reminisce at what was
playing piano
singing
but with a hum
i play this song
some call a lullaby
i smoke my cigarette
drink from my glass
in an attempt to forget
about the past

— The End —