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oh well

Posted to Action Poetry




going crazy all nite
but i got a plan ,you see
im gonna lie you see
so when the phone rings
and hes looking at me
i just turn away
cross myself and pray
the phone slams down
and i know its on
and in my future i see
someone getting beat(but not me!)
and then a collect call or two
pay a bail or two
force the tears and i cry
yeah i feel like shit
i fucked up and
its chronic i cant stop it
impulse control problems ,
thats me
act with my heart my body
and i have no mind
so now i
wanna die
cant do that
tried it not gonna happen
got a high tolerance
everything
from smack to aspirin
so do the next best thing:
i get high