Sewer Dweller

Hiding in the storm drain

Away from my pain

Under the gutter

Of Broad St....

Wet cold & hungry here I lay

Pain burns inside of me

From the spectacle of my home

A dozen fights gone bad

Now I see all the broken homes

I need to find a savior &

I need to find one right away

Is there a sense of urgency?

I need a savior, A.S.A.P........ .....

May 5, 1995

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