Mediocre Memories Poem by Patrick Tincher

Mediocre Memories



I will always remember
The way you spat out lies
Dear society
You sort of win
With your alluring deception
Be a druggie to be cool
Well I will be the straight edge razor
Pressed to your wrist
Just to see you slowly die in filth

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