Geeking it, always.
I was so skinny!
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Old poem I wrote about a friend with a problem.
Incorporate and digest:
Digest, digest, and digest.
Consume something. Consume me please
My flesh is salty and unbearable.
Eat, eat, eat my tears. Endless supply.
I offer you a conclusion. All of them pungent.
I’m just sodium chloride under heat.
Eat please, eat…
Or I will eat you.
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My schedule
Go to school,
after go straight to work
stay there for nine hours
go home
sleep for 5 hours, if lucky,
go to work
stay there for ten hours
get out,
waste away
go to sleep for 5 hours
go to work
stay there for nine to ten hours
get out
get sad for not being with my love too much
travel back to queens
go to sleep
go to school
waste away.
As much as I bitch I feel so blessed to have a job, I just wish I could have more time with the people I love.