Untitled Graveyard Shift Musing

Untitled Graveyard Shift Musing

A Poem by Aeneas Barton
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Poor Sports

their c***s bleeding life

eyes burning for that romantic coke

All they needed was a hit

just one hit

Fire up her spoon

and punch the needle in

She knew they were fuckheads

but hey

she was always looking for a bumpy ride


© 2013 Aeneas Barton



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Added on March 2, 2013
Last Updated on March 2, 2013
Tags: romance, drug, love, fuck

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Aeneas Barton
Aeneas Barton

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