Sober

Feeling: uninspired
Dressed in drag and ass full of drugs. Who ever said, you were any different? March in like soldiers, pretending you own the land you walk on. Uniformed face, and all in Fairy Land. Sing to entertain, fuck to bleed. Dazed and half dead with a hole in your head. Fallow what your dick point to, then rape it and laugh. Grotesques picture on the roof. Wasted and insane, you notice it is you. Reflections of an unversed bible line. Promise to love, what thy hates, smile and never cry to complain.
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