this moment
this day
this freakin path
do I curse it?
can't. liable to curse self
inflict wounds unnecessary
to this fro adorned woman
rather be alone
then coupled and lonely
in a world of superficial
attractive aluminum
wrapping dull
conked out mood
realization of
despite it all
this is my world.
who's world is this?
it's mines, it's mines
gotta get it right
before I leave this planet
with.
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