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The people's champ
Welding with stick
Need a clamp, to cool it
Hot metal, burning slag
Fucking up tattoos
This shits a drag
Use to to be training to kill
Taking mental notes from bill
Learning new tricks of trade
Just to not live minimum wage
Cleansing my life with sage
No joke feelings don't Age.....
About the Creator
SiAire
Father of two writing from my raw point of view
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I Am a Prisoner who Dreams of Prisons
The dream always starts the same: I feel the cold bite of wind gnawing through clothes entirely inadequate to protect from the weather and I realize I am standing in line. Ahead of me and behind me are other inmates, identified by the burgundy scrubs we were issued upon arrival. I don't know where we're going.
By Kyle Cejka5 days ago in Fiction
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