the pretender strikes again feeling that black lip (Remove filter)
poutine chips are ok (06/22/2015)
watching what's trending
tickers ticking life away
brittle and pretending
pried off by news struck home today
shaky breaths, aerosolized and augmented
one more burner day, spending skeletons
losing memories, sentences segmented
just for another shot at the big score
promised to yourself years ago
under the spreading, sky blue tent
of your alter ego.
life is a study of how thin you...
Monday 22nd June 2015 8:20 am
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