Monday, February 8, 2016

Cocaine Compassion

Cocaine compassion & Wrist Slashing & Meth Head Facial Mashing & Its 2 AM & Then It'll Be 3 AM & Sleep Becomes More & More Elusive & Paranoia Drives Me To Be Reclusive & The River Splits & My Mouth Chews & Spits & I Have mad Ex-Lax Shits & You'll Find Me Crying To The Greatest Hits Of The Smiths & Avoiding My Scheduled Shifts & It Rifts & Rifts Endlessly Mindlessly Dully Another Day Blending Smearing Like Cheap Paints Into Another Night No More Cocaine Compassion Forever Crashing Don't Wake Me Don't Startle Don't Stare Don't Speak No More Cocaine Compassion Just Forever Crashing

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