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I woke up to pee at 3am.
A solitary tear rolls down my cheek.
I rave and fight against the dying sanity inside of me. Knowing the eventual reality is coming like the dawn.
Words echo in my cavernous empty mind
Fuck you porsche
Fuck you beetle
I retreat back to sleeps sweet embrace. Knowing full well what is coming.
Words echo again in twilight
Bitch ass beetles. Douche bag owners.
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