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Oct 2019
Burning another one down to its ****** filter
The cost starts adding up and math kills me
I'm spilling my coffee cup again, shaking to hold a pen
Inhale, tar and tic tac teeth breaking off at the root
Clandestinely disguised with soot, crawling up from the gutters
One day we all go under, dumping darts or destroyed arteries
Heart disease, cancer, alzheimers, cant even remember her face
It's all just a mess, deconstructed race rigged, sideways shift
Spit into the wind staring at the horizon
Patrick Kennon
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Patrick Kennon  33/M/x
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