Eric's writings and Poetry,  Uncategorized

This Vile Institution

I have the blues like a dead man’s lips

This vile institution

Serving your cereal with a cup of warm piss

they’ll teach me a lesson

If only my cold shoulder didn’t come with a chip

for all my treason

maybe my life was a failure, but it felt like a gift

the dementor is freezing

I’m a thorn bush that needs to be clipped

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