"Why me, why now?" Dragging my tormented body,
Thudding down on a log,
At English Bay Beach,
Davie street Vancouver,
Staring at the ocean,
Eyes filled
With sorrow
Anger tears,
Corporate dick scams,
Paying my eight-ball adventures,
Funding my Davie-street
Fucking overtures
Caught up with me
In the end,This ship will
Sail asea
Corporate dick scams,
Paying my advocates bills,
Funding my fuck-off
Household
Caught up with me
In the end,
This ship will
Sail asea
One more last time,
I pop my leg
Drifting On the mind ocean
Slipping myself
One last mickey
In the end,
All I left
Was but
A footprint
In the sand
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