Changing Faces

Part One

The First Breakdown

I started to see similarities

In everyone’s irregularities

The faces of friends’ past

Hit hard like I was on a fast

Some were South American

Others were next of kin

Everything reminded me

Of my upcoming insanity

It’s scary as heck

When you’re up to your neck

In a load of shit Guarded by an alligator pit.

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