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Nov 2017
i took the different way to school today,
the way through town roads and lots of stop signs,
no ditches to be found.
had I taken the way,
up country roads and
down outskirt streets
with a crevice ready to become a casket
at any ****
of mental path or
steering wheel.
i suppose i could be dead
in that casket right now
but i was driving the safe way-
still looking for a ditch,
I'M MAKING DITCHES OUT OF FLOWERBEDS
AND HOPING THEY'LL HURT AS BAD
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xmelancholix
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xmelancholix  23/Non-binary/Earth
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