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There's no Art in Giving Up

from Daggerwound 2013 by Daggerwound

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Stand outside my porch and smoke a cigarette down deep
The smoke is filling up my lungs
My throat is dry, my lips are cracked, I'm aching in the knees
The grass is dead, the trees are frail, and everybody

I can't find a purpose anymore
I'm just a motherfucking trainwreck
Wrapped inside a battered body
And I'm so tired

I count the hummers on the highway, but not before my change
I'm 13 cents short of a soda
All I ever read about is politics and gasoline
And sex and drugs and violence, and people bursting at their seams

And I hate feeling guilty
I hate all my friends
I hate the fact that I can't think of any fucking words anymore

Fuck

(daggerwound)

I hate the fact I'm forcing this, or that it's forcing me
That people stray or bite their tongue for bullshit poetry
That everyone is telling me it's going to be okay
When it isn't. It simply isn't.

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from Daggerwound 2013, released March 5, 2013

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