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Concrete Wet Dreams In A Paper Sack (Free verse) by thelonefrobros
it's impossible to cut your fear
like you cut your hair
so just remember
your blues
as you lick the bottom of my shoes
hurting myself on
misplaced furniture
i wonder if i'll ever find a cure
to the giant sore
on my eyebrow
the medicine's not working now
i have to cut down on my
sodium
so i can eventually cut down on immodium...ad
can you hear the
screaming, yellow o's?
i will eat them, but that's how it goes
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