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Dec 2016
Yesterday
couldn’t remember
my name
so, I ran
inside my mind
duly to find
my name
what a game
inside my brain
lots of fire
but no flame
depression on top
anxiety *******
to **** or maim
thus, no one to blame
frontal lobe
crying pain
occiput laughing her *** off
cerebellum’s being tough
bunch of misfits
playing it rough
to end this game
I asked for a name
how about Alzheimer
said, drunken cerebrum
you stupid wacky old lame

12/06/2016
Esfoni
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Esfoni  USA
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