evening.
here with my loneliness.
i'm craving
to pay my heart what's due.
i'm
i'm the one tossed turned around back stabbed
pig-tending son.
when you
tripped out. drugged up.
now you notice the mannequin smile in
monday morning,
i never even saw the sun go down.
sunday's sermon,
still
you dry your eyes.
you dry your eyes.
the agony is still
make your way. somebody told me.
i'm all alone right now.
i
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