Jay Bailey
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the people upstairsA Story by Jay Baileya journal entry, more than anything |
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empty and harmlessA Poem by Jay Baileyi offer my hands, empty and harmlessbut scarred from bitesi retreat into my headself imposed exile on the edge of the western worldtired of being the .. |
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memories are for amateursA Poem by Jay Baileytoo beaten down to even try to careabandoned, exiled, vilifiedno one feels safe around me nowdon't reactthe laws of cause and effectdo not applywhen i.. |
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as miserable as i amA Poem by Jay Baileymisanthropic |
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sleepless sadA Poem by Jay Bailey2:30 in the morningand then 7 am and the sun is coming upthere is nothing like the feeling of a failureas another night is spent sleeplesscan't even g.. |
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another mondayA Poem by Jay BaileySnow melts but the rain keeps the sky greyWe all worship our vitamin d deficiencies hereWe act cordialBut we never leave the house without our gunsAll.. |
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nickel and dimed to deathA Poem by Jay Baileyburned out shell of a working man |
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ignore itA Poem by Jay Baileyits not gonna go awayif i ignore itbut thats all that i can do right nowto keep me on my feetthe days are added weightto weary shouldersto drag throug.. |
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something in my teethA Poem by Jay Baileystop staring at the void, a*****e. |
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its all your faultA Poem by Jay Baileytraumatic mess trying to organize thoughts when everyone feels like they're out to get you |
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