I Have No F*cking Title Today (Free Write)

The 2 A.M Writer

I'm a loser in my own head

But I'm carrying a silver medal average

I must have broke my toes again

Won't really tell why I'm staggering

She kissed and bit my neck

And yet I still felt in Rome without lust

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Mope and mope like I say so

And maybe I'm not the travesty the reflection's gleam

Worship Satan and smoke marijuana

Rules and stipulations, No you allowed

Isn't this what you and I wanted?

I forgot who you even where

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  • Author: The 2 A.M Writer (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 11th, 2017 21:13
  • Comment from author about the poem: I couldn't think of one
  • Category: Unclassified
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