don't diss me
dismiss the disease
decrease and cease
drag the iron out of irony
put your hemoglobin to the test
don't rest
dehydrated, collapse in the forest
time to leave
fall is here
rot beneath a layer of leaves
i'm cold and neglected
the inner demons roam again
nothing left for the poor
but an apology
finish your crisps now
a day of simple sensory sensations
clean clothes, a shower, fresh air
and your head in a beehive
motionless inner turmoil
young blood, eternal wrath
amputate memories
always so inadequate
drive and cry,
the need for wipers on the inside
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