My Poetry
Wino
So confused,
echo my heartbeats,
lost and bruised
down with the deadbeats,
head full of pain,
echo's again,
again and again

I've been used
scapegoat for criminals,
my heart abused,
so many terminals,
echo with pain
again and again.

I've been fused
my head lights up all the time,
so confused
the fumes from my turpentine,
enter my brain
I'm legless again.
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