No regrets


Mama said
"keep your noses clean,
don't eat the good stuff
like your a savage"

time wears on, I've done the best I can
with idle hands
grabbing all they can

oh man...
man they stopped my plans
so I went inside and took it out on me

and now
I eat with both my hands
gave up on grace
you can have my place

I felt
ground shake as they bread broke
taste the bone
as the scraps fall down..down around

I'm in this room
hanging in the dark with all these skeletons
who really really knows the truth?

No regrets

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