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CORPORATE AMERICA

A steady electrical hum

voices of pigs

rolling in thier own sh*t

laughing about $1000 dollar bonus

they get every week

and here we are

the soldier ants

donating our 24 hours

to the queen

before were eaten

wait, thats the black widow

but her poison is quicker

just tied up and Fkd

instead of Fkd and tied up

one could only pray for a faster death

a sudden last breath

still looking for that light

at the end of the tunnel

but its always so grey

a fine line

between insanity and refrain

In here im the bottom of the food chain

outside Im a lion

and I devour them

one by one

until alls thats left

is pig sh*t

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MISS MONROE

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If we were playing battle ship

she would be E 14

then I know I would hit

but how many hits

to sink her

she has those grey, lost in a storm eyes

from a distance

and her hair gleams

a fresh coat of wax on a black paintjob

that smile

it condradicts

just a devil in disquise

or an angel

held captive by her own demons

the lock around her heart

So rusted, but ill put in the work

When its just us here

shes a morning glory at 630 am

full, open, beautiful

and her petals keep me staring

and im lost in her twin storms

a fallen angel

I need to get her a ladder

so she can climb back to heaven

she can stand on my shoulders

when we get to the top