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World as pretend

How do you know if you exist,
the nuisance that ran to much just happened to be your lips
close your eyes,
imagine the sun rise
where in a distant land
a man like you watches as his son, dies
Feeling tipsy from that bottle again
"who gives a shit" you muttered
with just a little more gin,
you can think the world,
as pretend,

Written by JadieAngelik (Poison Penmanship)
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