by nyssa96
in a multi-colored tie-dyed shirt and jeans too tight
born of a sometimes sound mind and other outright shite
mouth tasting of marlboro and pink starburst
cancer and cavity, i think i spot my hearse
is there an energy drink for the soul
all i do is envy the cacti on the window sill sitting still
surviving on neglect
not being able to feel
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