a power poem
a nother pretzel would do
pick me up
pineapple pizza crust
what a weirdo doe
hard to believe
i ever touched a cigarette For a brief moment I wasn’t filled with regret Then it took a toll on me Everything they stole from me The anguish I felt for the younger lad Who had everything “going for him” To take it and throw it out, would have Just wrecked his whole world
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