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1:40 AM

Still have yet to get my sleep.

By savage writerPublished 6 years ago 1 min read

another day, another dollar

not even wide awake yet

class started an hour ago

i must’ve went to sleep really late

waited on someone who never showed up anyway

faces fade as the smoke from my gar thickens

like dancers shaking their goodies amid hours of happiness

i had mine sucked out of me like a vacuum cleaner

or the one lingering in deep space somewhere

guess i can never feel whole to anyone

all i’m great for is looks and intelligence

who cares about anything else man

i got used for weed, sex, life tips, and nudes

hey look at me though

i’m on top of my game

producing new volumes of work every day

this pen just refuses to stop

it won’t

this pen just refuses to stop

it won’t

although i forgive those who manipulated me

i’m more successful than they’ll ever be

put that on my soul, you can never do what i’ve done

not the way that i have

no one still don’t believe i wrote

these many books at such a young age

i wouldn’t lie about that, come on now

use your head for a second

the art does all the explaining for me

sad poetry

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savage writer

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