away
if this is good
then why do i feel bad
i used to be good
now i'm all cracked up
there used to be a place
everywhere i am
now i'm lost in a
jungle fool of habits
kick me, kill me
but don't thrill me
my skin is softer than usual
my heart is still
i am a fool
the drama of not having
the philosophy of not knowing
the fruit of unfulfilling
im stoned
jan's blah blah @
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