It this poem/song descent?

your shoes your ugly shoes made me lose the race


with empy thoughts i stare into a sea of chalk


its four o%26#039; clock oh four o clock


and im fighting wiht whats on my plate in this plate


patti smith in my ears thin faces on the screen in the screen


im falling in the ground and out this scribbly sky


purple pencils, unused stencils on the floor in the floor


destored image in the mirror


i find myself on the floor on the floor


i cant take this any more


my bones are just so sore

It this poem/song descent?
wow i really like that


love the format


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