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Junk (Free verse) by Bonehiss
Gotta hurry to the deal Gotta make it to the score Gotta move on to the pinch What the hell is all this for? Gotta grab all that you can Gotta stack it on the pile Gotta watch your every move And live in fear all the while. Gotta stick right to the plan Gotta watch out for the man Gotta try hard not to feel Any love that might be real. Gotta fight for what is right Gotta give it all your might Gotta learn how to defend All your junk until the end.

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