supermarket don't want me
supermarket don't like me
feel me, feel me
y'all got to feel me
supermarket hatin'
supermarket hatin'
death blooms eternally
in this fucked up society
Thursday, September 18, 2008
the supermarket wouldn't hire me: a poem
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7 comments:
where'd you go? We miss you :(
poor boy
fedism
its been forever since you made a beautiful poem
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I think he killed himself :(
your poems suck
have respect for the dead
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