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Strung-out Teenager

Strung-out teenager
Slouched in his desk
Laughing hysterically
Gasping for breath

Eyes drooped down
Collecting dust
Forming yellow and orange sticky balls of crust
Sleeps a must
But I’m in school
I am my souls fool

Smashed out burned old man who once held my hand
You showed me this road
You moist cold toad
Your cave awaits
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