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Another poem
So i am Hugging this stickered bush the only friend I chose to trust
After these closed bottles that I
thrust down my soul as i am beginning to rust
Trying to extinguish this fucked up burning coal
Digging through the ditches of my not so grounded soul**
I live in a corrupted corporate gnoll**
Stop and try to listen
Before I christen this perfect winter night
Asking who gave me the right, it's as simple as losing a fight
Living this life with a simple goal of making it right but quiet is my wheel house
Settle down and find a spouse and build yourself a mansion because your dream means so much to me.
Especially if your dream is to be free. ...