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Arrogance? (No Relation)
I’m working nights with brain-dead oafs
who live to smoke on break;
they’re rough and tumble friendly folks,
but I just can’t relate.
I don’t hack darts or throw my fists
or scrounge for strange between my shifts,
I write and sing and cry inside instead.
who live to smoke on break;
they’re rough and tumble friendly folks,
but I just can’t relate.
I don’t hack darts or throw my fists
or scrounge for strange between my shifts,
I write and sing and cry inside instead.
Published 2nd Jun 2014
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