9am 4.05.13.
morning pages misc draft
an then one day
you wake arp an think
shiiit that aint my baybay
less see which way the lan laiies
an don be scare
an i don know if ill be concentratin
or conscious much today
i felled off the rode
an needs to wipe my runny node
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an one time i got detention
when my homework was late
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his little hands digging with a spade
an you bury your chile
in me like you wanna be in there an he's you
your head pressed agains my chest
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