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poems I

98-99

this is all crap. start somewhere else

cover-up  crossing the road fulfilment
painful sedative mundane & the same loudspeaker
 get away from your home friend chasing my shadow
crap different underneath useless pathetic apologetic
cure placeless headake
inside smackhead pindoll train
over your head perfect failed suicidalist 

this way to go back