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tennessee no. 2

ambulance fire
red and white
burning up the trees

just one call
left to make
i think it might be me

a tube inserted
in my nose
will force my corpse to breathe

night time ferry
from far away
they wouldn't let me sleep

i circle slowly round the drain
someplace in between
i wonder what became

of all my wildest dreams?
and all the places i would go?
and all the things that i would be?
Written by GreaterPeril (Jared from the Backwoods)
Published
Author's Note
memories of an overdose, in blue
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