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Sep 15
it didnt make me happy
to see this single serving apartment
and carrying his new tv
past the suicide number lady

tall clean ******* stack
showing me what i could have
detuned guitars in the closet
and im supposed to smile at that?

wishing i drove myself here
on the second tea refill
only halfway through the tv guide
and admiring the graphics card

i tried to understand him
born as an american
and kind of unfortunate
reminding me of where i live
Micah
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Micah  denver
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