Entity whose façade of happiness has clasped. Debt
and despair is all there is.
Why exist? The end cannot be too soon.
Love and romance? Not a chance with my current
finance. I want to wake to no more lies, no more
corruption, no more greed. See everyone without
common needs.
Dreams dissipate into the abyss of apathy. No
tears, no laughter. Just an empty soul waiting to fill
a six foot whole. Sweet mistress of death, get me
off this planet.
Confidence
Tappin’ my feet, struttin’ my feats. Lots of lady’s
to meet. Get up off your seat. Fucking dance,
take a chance.
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