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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.
Written by Methane
Published | Edited 10th Mar 2017
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