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Starving artist
Just another starving artist,
I hope you hear these words,
everyone sings the same song
that no one else has ever heard,
like I remember back in grade school,
when bullys couldn't budge me,
so now there's blood on my poem,
Because I fought for my lunch meat
I hope you hear these words,
everyone sings the same song
that no one else has ever heard,
like I remember back in grade school,
when bullys couldn't budge me,
so now there's blood on my poem,
Because I fought for my lunch meat
Published 10th Jan 2019
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