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They feed their fat faces, whilst they cut our throats.

The bastards love it. And you help spoon it in. even though they spit in your faces. But it’s okay as long as they're racist, they’ll get your vote.

You can bury your head in the bottom of a bottle of whiskey. But that doesn’t make you a poet. You can hide away from what is staring you in the face, that’s your choice.

But you can’t deny your compliance with it. So maybe now, this time, now that you know what the…

It comes as a shock, life.

When you eventually start living it that is.

Before then it is just a fucking annoyance.

Or for some a fucking blessing, lucky bastards.

But eventually, you will realise you have not been living all along.

And hope it isn’t too long, or too late when you do.

For so many it is.

Regret, as we have discussed, is a motherfucker.

It creeps in.

Don’t let the naysayers of doubt spike your nectar.

You…

Trouble crafts itself around my organs

Clawing on to my heart for dear life

Grafting at the edges.

I should have been gone by now

Or so the thought says

But another denies it. Calls it out for what it is.

When is it over.

When does it begin.

When does the next level start.

There must be a point. Musn’t there?

I mean, if not, then it is all for nothing.

That is too depressing to realise. To accept.

There must…

Broken.

The vibration touches inside me. As it penetrates my eardrums.

Taking me to places I had thought I had never been.

Until I realised, I had.

Same places.

Same faces.

We’re stuck in this together.

You lick my finger.

It takes my mind off.

For the briefest of seconds.

I love you for that.

Why can’t that second last.

I take a step.

I fall.

You fall, with…

The problem with life is that it can be fucking hard

and shit at times

Yes, it can be wonderful and beautiful too, but mostly, a lot at least, if I am not being dramatic, is shit.

you know that as much, don’t you?

they want us to deny it, capitalist,

They want us to deny truth, and gloss over semi-precious moments of closure.

Sentimental bullCrap for a disjointed generation.  

Self-abuse becomes mandatory.

It’s the only thing to look…

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