Rich PeopleA Poem by Jerusalem CricketCreepy-crawling in the rich houses
dirty girl. god beast.
I think Life's amazing & I hate everything at the same time. I live in a state of mind. this is pure opiate self loathing. cloven toed beast thing clothed in the evening jovially feasting on the seedling souls & the gold seeping thru holes in the ceiling cold concrete beings with a billion eyes that could kill em all with the things they seen. I can't 'just believe.' There's way too much wrong with me. © 2015 Jerusalem CricketAuthor's Note
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Added on May 9, 2015 Last Updated on May 9, 2015 AuthorJerusalem CricketCAAboutStuck in the tumbleweed trap on the outskirts of the World's Largest Meth-lab; the Art Gods keep me safe and sane. more..Writing
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