Nothing I'll say, nothing I'll do will be of any use to you. Days into nights, and nights into days, busy with pity. Only in a way. The ins and outs and outs and ins and ins and outs of a waste of flesh. I stake my place in time and space, watch from the side-lines of the human race,. Fists take over when words don't come, drunk with punches when my head goes numb. The ins and outs of a waste of flesh. No one gets the best of me, no on ever gets the worst. The ins and outs of a waste of flesh.
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