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Indecent

Would you waste it all for a public intoxication? All meaning the rest of your lonely night writing bullsh*t into a journal I'm sure you all know that question was rhetorical Public indecency is instilled into our innate cirriculum that can't be unlearned Brilliantly ibid Socialites anti-social distancing casted on the back wall like a flower hanging in the shade Catching the anarchist rays that break through the blades of a withered hasta That spew a fragrance of vomit and jager bombs like a sh*t bar does so well Only to burn your shadow like your tongue on your last shot of cheap whiskey before the boys in blue ended your night early

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Book: Shattered Sighs