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Dec 2019
Come join me in seniors paradise as my working days are done.
Come take it easy with me and soak up the midnight sun.

No need to worry about me cause I have gone completely insane.
No need to hurry cause these drugs **** the pain.

Only the devil knows,
it's hard to leave those panic attacks behind.
I often have these nightmares,
I’m shooting up empty all the time.

Looking towards the future where sedative pursuits are vast.
Kicking a new horizon even though reality is hard to grasp.

Come join me in this fantastical garden and leave those earnest days behind.
Oh look at those plastic flowers representing a more lively time.

Oh look at the concrete jungle for it shows the world has to end.
Who knows what lies ahead?
Perhaps even old age will become a friend

And pigs will inherit the earth,
first....
Written by
Bevan Kirkland  M
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