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Originally Posted by dead man
too high to discuss whether i'm excited or numb
amaretto arteries and nitrogen lungs
rhyme arithmetic, violinist strum enlightenment once
a single moment is granted and if you miss it you're fucked
kisses and hugs are symbols of trust. but yo, these women are nuts
fiending ducats heavy. victims of a system corrupt
Bishop to rook, checkmate. endgame: turn your kingdom to dust
GQ certified. the juice is in the fridge, open up
ill show your sister love. dope dick to give her a buzz
filet your jugular and throw you into vinegar tubs
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get thrown for a loop, reincarnate redux.
the id is a literal dump on the ocean of you,
find ice caps intact. Polar expressive, slide past the gaps.
listen to touch. old silk pajamas the noose, and yes, kids-
the fit will be snug. get old or cognitive sway the elusive.
every daydream is lucid, wide awake, I'm under-budgeting planes.
there's no faking death. just lines to stutter in plays.
you'll drive summers away and winter vocations instead,
no place in my head for the number of days that I spend
escaped into zen. I'm playing. I'm tensed. Dative. Entrenched.
I'm circling back into Teribithean floods. what every idiotttt was.
the last city of sawdust we copied in sandboxes' grass.
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Originally Posted by Zombie
snicker with coffee, khaki java and sensible laughs
balancing act. equity to give them leverage to pass
contentment is excellent health and your memories bad
birds view. it's an eye for an eye when the retinal scans
doesnt detect you. and your thumb isnt an acceptable mass
ineffectual, in 7th grade i fell asleep in chemistry class
dreamed about tupperware when i couldnt dish out my past
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i'm a fish out of glass. still seeing in skate demo tape vision,
my shackles are candelabras of cello-taped wishes.
i'm a bantamweight drinker. enlightenment's cheap.
a procession of prophets, yet none align us with sleep