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Aug 2020
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got them starving
starved, hungry, desperate
left them without release
pining in disconnection
dumb sickos pent up and desperate

here feed on this
dive in and gorge yourselves on this morsel
for it will be another spell before next feeding time
didn't check to see if I missed anything
I do not digest the ******* of sick rubbishes
but I know the starved desperation of the unwashed stinks
like their minds and their soulless putrid carcasses

pity I can stay to watch them all crawl out to feed
wide eyed and dribbling spittle
neon funk burning their empty heads
come out and feed the poor hungry desperate morons
lowlife servants of mobsters and bottom feeders used as errand thugs
but I ain't here to watch I was not born at street level
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Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
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