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Observations in a coffee shop

Captured a moment of a friend having a cigarette.

The progression of schizophrenia in poetic form.

Short little piece I churned out after a sunset drive.

I'm back haha.

Her smile is- was innocent Twisted, now wry She was loved once Oh God, what have you done?Her eyes are- were pure Now blind and reticent..

So please don’t get upset but I can sleep only if I have another cigarette or shot of it the ounce of warmth helps me forget drippin..

When the money man’s cash citadel crashes, and the anarchic wreckage of a greedy, smoldering society still remains, Picking and prodd..

Radiant needles pierce a burning steeple Comb the ashes for a handful of extinguished screams New souls seeking divine repose Those yet liv..

Short.