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Dec 2020
Heels real and imagined grind on my skull
To the hospital at the bridge pay the toll
Rich and territorial start up a poll
For how many poor they will cull

Put on vans with the worn out sole
Head to work and fill my role
Everyday I sell out losin my soul
Getting harder to keep my cool

When everything is ****** life or death
Break a bone lose it all in a breath
Cant afford the upkeep on my teeth
So I hang with friends and smoke leaf

All decay all falling apart losing heart
Calls today say your wasting it your so smart
**** them I dont even know how to start
Writing on the wall saw it on a plummeting chart

Collapse into the past we wont last
The fashion is getting trashed
Faded today tomorrow I'm passed
Curtain called coffins filled with ash

Saw beauty once and someone bought her cash
The city lights are pretty but its a world behind glass
City streets are gritty and you'll get taken with the trash
Acid streaks, empty cars, jump and you won't make a splash
Bard
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Bard  25/M/Anchorage, Alaska
(25/M/Anchorage, Alaska)   
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