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Industrial Resignation
There's a famine in my heart
my lungs,
filled with smog.
Tendons move
the greasy oil meat.
A pounding in my head
reminds me
My battery is running out.
my lungs,
filled with smog.
Tendons move
the greasy oil meat.
A pounding in my head
reminds me
My battery is running out.
Published 10th Nov 2011
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10th Nov 2011 1:23pm
