MadCity Foot
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Untitled SongA Poem by MadCity FootThis is a song that I have been working on |
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The Diagnosis is Panic DisorderA Poem by MadCity FootThe Sickness is ComingThis is the questionShould I write, or should I sleep?ObliviousMy body is meltingFalling into deep slumberSoftly strumming music.. |
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A Season in Middle AmericaA Poem by MadCity FootHow can I sleepwith the overabundance of ink?It is calling me to empty itPour out feverishlyalong soft bluelinesbetweenred bordersmy heart containedin.. |
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Our Room by the Sea (Singer Island, FL 2004)A Poem by MadCity FootWith the heat comes the rageAnd by the time the sun goes downMadness has settled inOur weary cement CaptainOblivious to vagabonds lurking over the lag.. |
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