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Mitch the gas station guy
Contributed by
scooterhyme
on
Friday, 26th February 2010 @ 10:53:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
ambiguous
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The day begins
just as the mill creaked shut it must open again
with many a customer in a line that never ends
Enter the gas station clerk empty
from a long night of fiending, scratching, and smoking
If he ever looked at his life he might think god were joking
How many years must he spend
in debt for his hopes and possibilities
damn if only they could have been
May you find peace hanging on
shouting fug the world
as you haul doritos in
Make sure you have plenty of alcohol
and always race to the mall
Its a cold winter night
he grips his jacket tight
tomorrow he will fight again
Copyright ©
scooterhyme
... [
2010-02-26 22:53:00] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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