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Failed Relationships and Financial Ruin

failed relationships, broken pieces of people left on the pavement in memory, burning forever, crushed inside so many different ways that all the king’s horses & men wouldn’t have a ****ing chance & then too boot, poverty sets in, where once someone climbed to the top & then was stomped down, piled upon & stabbed with debt that could never be paid if a thousand lifetimes were to be lived & this is how one picks the scabs, this is how one sticks their finger down their throat to vomit up whatever is left of them, this is how we forget we are human & harness the indiscriminate animal inside, this is how we find the anger to obliterate, thanks to all the would’a beens, could’a beens & should’a beens.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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