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Oct 2020
Plastic faces
line these places
pale figures
with thin skin
masks hiding
everything.

Lace this life
with a little
strychnine,

draw the line
snort it
just to kick
it up
a notch.

Blow out
all the doubt
let it go,
let your
whole body
stop
drop
and flop.

**** the minute
****** time
till you find

truth is a lie.

No joy last
forever,
not even
the clever
get out of this
*****
alive.
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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