New You

New You

You runnin
with the
stash

The white
man cometh
behind you

A shot
from the
gun

And a
hole in
the back

You bleed
all the
way back

It’s a
long journey
to home

What remains
is all
skulls n
bones

The old
lady

Picks up
the needle

Stiches her
old charm

A brand
new you

Left in
the garden
to play

Caution: This might be all theory

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