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Rated: 18+ · Other · Biographical · #1589200
I search for a meaning in my life, laying on a bathroom floor trying not to throw up.
The abject sound

Of a fan spinning round.

I've lost my crown

In this hash smoke town.

My thoughts are fog free

Allowing me to read

The beat street talk

On a gossamer walk

To a bathroom cold

Where urine is like mold.

I fall asleep

Happy to reap

Zen that's cheap.
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