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I THINK I AM GOING
Youth...
Yes! Yet with wearing wrinkled old face,
blown high by blood shot eyes on narcotics fatigue.
Mouth lacking truth, tongue lovingly leaking lies.
oh! his booming doom is not death but living walking dead.
Yes! Yet with wearing wrinkled old face,
blown high by blood shot eyes on narcotics fatigue.
Mouth lacking truth, tongue lovingly leaking lies.
oh! his booming doom is not death but living walking dead.
Published 26th Aug 2016
| Edited 10th Mar 2017
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