Walting with toad

Lost, damaged, yet!
Not afraid,
a toad, carries on…

Wandering amongst dirty cops,
an in corrupt hospitals…
Feeling just tip-top,
as they, try to make me,
a broken down criminal….

To dance upon
a corrupted city
waltzing within
a muddy pond
truly haunting
i have no pity….

To fight with pain,
just eat, sleep… i fine
honestly draining…

i’ve lost hope
within vancouver
ifinn i were you
i pass right over…


Walting with toad

Waltzing with toad

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