Friday, 10 February 2017

poem : not now please mate

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not just now please mate ... 
kind of a hangover 
as if i myself was drunk 
of course i am drinking him 
addicted to his gloomy disease 

my mood is minus 3 
on this roller coaster ride 
and you can never get off ... 

give it a rest will you mate
i just wish i was dead ... 












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