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Late night walking empty streets, staring at the concrete A bare boned human skull stripped from all its meat, hanging from the tree branch like an apple on an apple tree Should have kept walking, empty, staring at the concrete RKT

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Feb 26, 2015

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Tags: #poem #death #mental #concrete #skull

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