the wagenblast line
here in the shadows of bowed backs & exotic tattoos, the late shift reeks of brokenness & desperation still, they wear the inside out over skin & will not be silenced their fingers yellowed from cheap smokes belch & burn, cracks on their phone screens let slip the strain on their fractured hearts yet they wear the inside out over skin & will not be silenced zombie drowse, lulled by a trans…
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