Saint
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Hailing from the gutter
Sores on decaying feet
Covered in blood and vomit
With dirty rotten teeth
Blisters on both hands
His skin is rough from dirt
An odor of filth and piss
Is living even worth?
I am the saint of the streets
Your rules don't apply to me
Why don't you leave me be?
In peace in my sanctuary
This freedom is my choice
My home beneath the stars
No fancy house, no wife, no kids
No politics or wars
I choose to be an addict
My life, my soul, my pain
A carton box for shelter
Let me live in vain
I am the earth, I am the sky
At one with nature, even after I die