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May 2013
and brain dead
looking for a job
written up on side speak
mouths pursed
poised to ****
remember their last sentence
judgements held high in the air
hanging more years to a life
keen on redemption
enclosed in a
wall space
that is producing the paralyzed
as pockets burst
with the reward
of amounts that would make you sick to your stomach
a familiar breath is all you need
You know, when you're homeless and all that
Written by
Miko  25/Genderqueer/Copious amounts of stress
(25/Genderqueer/Copious amounts of stress)   
   Amara and Timothy
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