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Jul 2017
I have a
black heart
in a black
cage
in black chains
and I am
the happiest
person you
will ever
meet.

I only
go out
at night
with the
****** and
the drunks
and these
are all
the
friends
I will ever
need.

Summer is
just Winter
letting her hair
down,
prancing around
in a bikini
with those
come to bed
eyes,
but she
will freeze
you solid
and take everything
from you.

At this
juncture,
I hope you
find some kind
of meaning
to allow
the clocks to keep
ticking,
to let the days
keep tumbling
over each
other,
one after
another
after
another,
never ending,
never ending,
never ending.
Michael J Simpson
Written by
Michael J Simpson  31/M/Aberdeen, Scotland
(31/M/Aberdeen, Scotland)   
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