I'M
I'm a disease uncurable
I've seen the unseable
I've outlived the livable
I've danced with a crippled
I'm the unfortunate events
I'm the prosecutor of the prosecutes
I've lived through hell
I danced with sin
I pronce my words
a little thin
I'm only human
with enough bagged
with a bottle of jin.
Copyright © Autumn Scruggs | Year Posted 2023
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