Fucked

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Somewhat poems

Given hope

Rejected

Undone to pockets that made me feel pretty

Death screws into tainted minds

As a lost connection

Hysteria sets in

And blue fingers relapse and hold me into a ball

And spit out life

Splattered like a raw egg in the boiling sun

        I’m fucked  

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diffrent... but good