Was dead, drunk, y'terday.
S l e e p y
Trd
Hed aches.
Hermit
In isolation
Desolated
Funkd
S mo k e bill ows,
sign of life
But dead
still
a stick after.
Woke up
into the night
Full moon, yellowing
Dogs howling
I am the vampire
that sucks my own life
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