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Nov 2014
how’s your day going?
oh, alright ya know
same **** different day
ya thats good
it’s a bit boring
yeh, i know what you mean
trust me

rolls eyes
don’t worry they do that all the time
who?
all of them, you have no idea
try working in a place like this
i can’t imagine


she might  love me if i brought her up to the castle
or the ancient places hidden in the ramapo mountains
or blauvelt
the century old rifle range


puppy dog eyes
quivering lip
veins popping out just like  mine

i swear i don’t know what time it is
i swear i don’t give a **** anymore

this ones on me carl
this one too
Carl Hoek
Written by
Carl Hoek  new york city
(new york city)   
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