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Poetic T Apr 2018
I want to reboot my life,
           to clear the files of

                    wrong decisions.

My mainframe of thought
            still has echoes
of deleted files.
Nothing is really rebooted.

I'll keep deleting those files
        till the time there just
            as echoes can be heard
      but obscurity eventually fades.
Leyla Siraj Nov 2014
I'm waiting for the bus in front of a Jamaican club.
I'm tired.
A little high.
I smell like cigarettes.
I'd rather be chillin with you.

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