Drowning in the cement sea
Docile and Dormant my visage be
Dreary and Weary Streets passed by
Daring people to look me in the eye.
Furious as much as fragile
Feet carry my body mile by mile
Fussing wind resists my stride
Fortunate for pain, I vehemently hide.
Zest is rapidly flickering out
As Zero fucks are given about
Zombies roam and drone freely
As Zookeepers steal the we from me.
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