When Writing Hurts

I never thought I’d have to revisit

The Amazon rainforest

And all the creepy things that happened there

Standing in a circle drinking vats of tobacco

So me and those other lost souls

Could lie down together vomiting

When just a couple weeks later

A girl died doing the same thing

Trying to cleanse herself

Through her organs

But I had to share the story

With someone, so I wrote it

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