i love cigarettes?
fuck you modern america
i love a common denominator of speech
fuck me
americanacana
this country has no nice streets
there is no gold for me here
there is only opportunity in
passing moments
but
DAMNIT!!!
i think & feel too much
either i hate where i am
or
myself
& that’s a lot to think about
shit
i wish i had a cigarette

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