Saturday, 4 May 2013

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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