Alaris O'Heart & C.J. Mail - L_42

Palm sweat
Chunky wallet in my back pocket
I slip then I run after it

My time is well spent
While I wait up at the coin op
New supplies and clothes
I drop my old cell off
At the kiosk

Cool to get in line
After chores are done
Gleaming the cube
I'm peeling out at the gravesite
Just like you'd do

Pain to remind me
What I'm still fucking up on
And what never changes
In the time before

Written by:
Alaris O'Heart

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