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Death of a phase

All bent and crazed

Caught in a haze

Bound up in it

No merit

Ugly tar pit

Wouldn’t win it

Only so long

Extended and gone

Its all wrong

Hangings at dawn

Live real fast

Pushing your luck

Down in a rut

Coughing it up

Quick changing face

Mother of grace

Fucking waste

Don’t stop now

Just within reach

So very close

Maybe I’ll see

Solitary life

Feeling of dread

Nobody cares

Already dead