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Oct 2019
hiding in his own wardrobe is a man named laurance

his home has no tables, no chairs
only a mattress and a set of stairs
he had made a furniture fire
weirdly a story i admire

for winter when he couldn't afford heating
burning his door to keep his heart beating
but i wouldn't give laurance any pity
since he wasn't so witty

he spent all his rent money on acid
and boxes of cigarettes he sold for a quid
because of this he hides in his cupboard
from his ******* landlord
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