Swerving drasticaly into your last lane,
A crash awakes you, and you hear your name.
Eyes see light, walls of white,
Dots of peach, smears of green.
Back is hard, bed seems stiff,
Focus on echo, sounds like "drip".
Trying hard to comprehend,
Wondering if your near the end,
Wondering what your last breath will say,
"Ten to one, he'll be dead in a

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Yes, I'll take the world lightly with a grain of salt.

i want to be a raw foodist.

where the veggies at?

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A gradual giving up,
A desert full of empty cups.
A long leash of stolen slack,
A cockroach on a peacock's back.

Shattered glass scratching feeling,
Skin from bone, comes unpeeling.
Dreary daylight, darkened soul,
Hang myself at the Gallows pole.