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Bone weary days leading to thoughts of just yesterday.Back to the time of Mitch,and the hog farm that "smells like money to me"Andy was the sporty one..
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Your charge, like that of the territorial TernSharp rhetoric, force fed pious medicationEvangelical in shapeTwisting until my spine snapsWas that a sm..
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You bitter, old, manLook here, change isn't suitable for sissiesHearts still break like favorite toysThat young lady isn't the usurperShe just wants t..
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I was there for the sax.At the moment, just soulless sounds, forebodingHapless shoes, strangers shuffling', mumbling'."You on the hustle man?""Sho nuf..
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Five o’clock, SeptemberishFootball, Toughskins,Blue, red, brown, green,no patches-yet.The smell of school,the inside of a new canvas tent.It&rsq..
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It's not the ones and zero'sIt's the blaze of recognition that mother always knowsUpon the field where gamesmanship is petty and fraughtI stop and fee..
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I want a tasteThreatened with immediate rejectionA flick of the eyes, I was never a very good readerBut I could cringe with the best of themA stroke o..
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I can’t breathe.The day leaks, drippingforehead to nose, nose to shoes.The day leaks, drippingfrontal cortex to heart, heart to stomach pit.I wo..
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Like gum that has lost it's flavor, color, softnessI take to the street in search of a friend to tell me to spit it outPale skin and lackluster hair m..
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