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SoWhathfuck Of It, eh?
overcome done come over
my'me over how many many how
manymany have come to have gone
over thee passaway (dead, yknow?)
to gone
from thisocalled 'life' thing wee's be sittin
on/in (of whatever)......tis a grievelling day
for me'my dillying'dally griefings so as to
let-it-be-said that there's no thing & only no big
thing to be a'griefelling over nor under justcause
me wee idears of love-gone-[a]way, passaway
gone be loitering in me'my wee bitty soulhole,
yet still, No One to rub a fragrant balm upon
me'my chest, upon my'me heart over me'my
machine tha'keeps ol'fucks a'chooglin' for what
ever unapparent 'reason' other'n to a'void thee
chink in this cheap'ass armor I'thought I'wore
'for life', turns into another fckn interweb can'o
spam luscious ham scam amazOnDOTcom can de'liver
to keep me'my meat my meat my meat so sweet
ly pro'cessed pre'served for nexto forEver......but
them all is griefully gone & now here/there i'm gone to too
s oo ner than later
methinks whatever
the tide rolls in
for........
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