what i see
through my eyes
isn't the beach
or bright blue skies
what i think
within my brain
isnt a happy thought
more like the heavy rain
within my blood
flows drugs unknown
singing tunes of
extreme vulnerable tone
within my shoes
lie dancing feet
which never seem
to miss a beat
within my life
i live so numb
is a thought
of this tiny
little breaded crumb
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