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Mar 2015
i got creepings
crawlings
in first and
second vertebrae

You got slow
tears
anguish you chained
since forever

i got wails
panting
fissures break then
who, me?

You got people
everywhere
you say alone
i understand

i dug my
fingers
into my pockets
you worked

You want to
run
empty words with
great meaning

there is no
We
i know you
but can't

the We lies
between
we **** it
always fleeting
Lorenzo Creaghe
Written by
Lorenzo Creaghe  Illachusetts
(Illachusetts)   
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