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My street cred
is regret
& I've
survived the apocalypse
sucking on a popsicle
and smiling through
an infected tooth
tongue pressed
to a inflamed roof.

It lingers, it lingers.
The strange feeling of uncanny
and I'm gambling
you don't remember
this years from now.

Nostalgia is:
sabotage.
It is,
your mind giving your memories meaning.

Nostalgia is
the feelings you should have had,
when your life was living.

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Swallowed a pill.

My generation-
They're all fit and all fury.
And nothing to say.

They're all spinning out of control
and they're all wishing wells
and it's time for a change.

Swallowed a pill to make it all go away.

Swallowed a pill
but it took my swallowing ability away.

At least it had the respect to close the door behind it.

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I don't even laugh to myself when there is no one around.
Because I don't know anything without context.

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Gold and green
and golden green.
Everything we are counting down:
2 days until the end of the summer.

Apple and trees.
And apple trees.
Cadmium red.
Everything beautiful on this earth is a finite resource.