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Oct 2019
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He spits.
N then you run.
You say hello t the crow.
He hands you a towel.
T wipe the coal away.
Swaying.
He sings.
Your dead.
You’ve read.
Yr sad in yr bed.
But you kick.
N you squirm.
Shouting out that your done.
A turquoise girl appears.
Handing advice out on note cards.
Stuffing them n Your pocket.
You walk away.



Garrett Johnson.
Sorry for nothin’.
Garrett Johnson
Written by
Garrett Johnson  23/M/In the woods
(23/M/In the woods)   
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