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Feb 2017
I broke that middle bone
the one they call the spine
It fell apart today
while I stood in line.

I was waiting for some love,
or some appreciation
I broke my back to day
in mid frustration

while i handed my pride to you
and begged that you would keep it

Keep it clean for me,
cause later i would need it.

My back bone broke, it even might have bleeded.

and with out that stupid thing i dont think i ever would have
succeeded.

So now that my back bones gone
my spine has dissapeared
I guess i will just wither away
This is always what I've feared .
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
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