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Jan 2019
I don't want to write
the light anymore
estranged from myself

I don't want it
no I'm not happy
I'm absent hearted
handcuffed to the tracks
no bravo no encore

Didnt care for the movie
much less the ******* replay
feeling the ties start to vibrate
my back numb from the steel

got a smile on my face
the key in my hand
it saddens me
all i see
a piece of scrap paper, pencil
two worn out hands

The rest
is all in my head
Yancey
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Yancey  34/M/Missouri
(34/M/Missouri)   
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