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Burry me

in wadds of crumpled paper

and cigarettes

and try to live 

a kind of life we won't regret


I am a wasteland

ravaged by wind and time

torn to bits and swallowed


my heart races as I feel the floor

drop from beneath my feet

It crumples around me

I don't know where I am


I am annihilated

breath taken from my chest

faster and faster beats my heart


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