But

Poetry shit
Life rich
Hippocrite bitch
Sad vibe
Calm blood
Yuppie Hippie…
Devil may,
I don’t –
Am free:
Time saved,
Single years
Here now
Genius really
Poor me
Oh wait
Getting over
Growing older
New feels
No fear
Hunger burn
Watch me
Unconscious, 3D
Soft chest
Treasured best
Self love
Big struggle
Long coming
Many months,
No hugs
Cold heart
Zero fucks
Given me
But NBD
I’m me.

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