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The Bum Life
Contributed by
moforious
on
Wednesday, 19th March 2008 @ 02:31:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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gutter trash stench of ***** abhored by the masses dirt caked bodies rotten teeth the color of molasses urban zombies, they shuffle begging for change some food, a quarter it's all the same each day we pass them the invisible hordes those people in society you wish you could ignore they are free, we are chained to what others may think if you don't look, they don't exist gone in a blink some shamble and mumble lost in their own minds wretched reality shunned in life
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2008-03-19 14:31:45] (Date/Time posted on
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