Poem 55-6/19/18

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He's slashing
And scratching
Is this all he knows
He's sleeping
But restless
Is this how it goes
He's happy
But crying
Like the way blood flows
He dreams
About dreaming
Yet nobody knows
He longs
To longed for
So he's dictated by hoes

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