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Sneakered feets skid the cheap wax floor The screaming maddening muddled expectation of children echo unhappiness Its a hot Saturday in retail hell Where have a nice day meets a condecending flip off And fake smiles still taste like caffine syrup Over head lights flicker and bring the three o'clock head ache Another day, five more hours Until leaving
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Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 4:33 PM UTC
Second shift blues
Sneakered feets skid the cheap wax floor The screaming maddening muddled expectation of children echo unhappiness Its a hot Saturday in retail hell Where have a nice day meets a condecending flip off And fake smiles still taste like caffine syrup Over head lights flicker and bring the three o'clock head ache Another day, five more hours Until leaving
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25/Cis/American
Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 4:33 PM UTC
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