cordrazine
I wish for history
without the sadness,
a sting,
of Cordrazine
Rock bands,
close em eyes
sweet hearts
will accelerate
as the vessels
increase here
despite the sands
of never knew em....
pumping
accelerating
and the heart,
fails the pockets...
of an 8 ball,
silently
forgotten
as nothing
to your calls...
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