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Feb 2019
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Some days just get to me
the way it works out
The cash I got don't go
so far
The cigarettes start tasting bad
again

The dogs on the floor again, it's 3 in the morning, sleep will
come soon, if I can choke down these pills
Toss and turn a hole in the sheets until I feel the mattress take off
like a tinder box
The cheese slid off the ******* *******, but here I am,
making it somehow
Patrick Kennon
Written by
Patrick Kennon  33/M/x
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