A little less the old, present holds little more of the bolder me...
Spent so long holding on, when I let go, overload's were seen.
Overboard shark, each hark back was a woing fee,
So I smoke, explode n eat all foes owed for me smoldering.
Hot headed rhythmic ticks, no gauges/levers controlling leaks.
Potheaded pricks... no hate, just feeling like snipping off some petes...
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Ahem.
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