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nok Su kow
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Why so picky? 6 million? miney moe ways to die..
The fun is for both..Infatuated, our love is just gross Real life flesh. Feels like death as a gust of it blows, And caresses your neck like the cusp of a rose Is the outfit old, or are you the dust in your clothes? Already felt this before, so the passion's a clone Back-handed growth. Time's stagnant & stoned Waiting for love's bleeding ocean to crash in the home Monologue of memories. Was I acting alone? Just a product of Gossip? An elaborate hoax? Now'adays chicks are as orange & plastic as cones Keeping up with the funk, this coagulative Jones Stops weeds from sprouting in the cracks of my bones Cry. Capture cores. Lie. Laughter. More. Mind. Matter. Doors. Sky shatters shores Life after war? Nights after yours. Lovers/soldiers Do cradles foreshadow graves? Do tombstones hover over? Hello bender! Tell the tender to Red Rover me I wanna really feel all that death cobra's leak The point of all these drunken tales sketched soberly? No toys allowed. Only islands where we forget broken dreams Cuz here, cannibals eat their hearts out at the chest openings Can't write you away. Is that how regrets supposed to be? Best I ever had?! That's even a stretch'fa yoga peeps It's when you notice idle hands, man tends'ta over think It's cool right? when all your friends are drunk & in bloom But waking up like: fuck! The light! Is the sun in my room? Old folks? Can't help to think I'll be one of 'em soon I mean, it might seem far now.. But all'a sudden it's zooooom Or nuke clouds blanket huge towns. Find comfort in doom? That night when you NEED to see, so stubborn's the moon Watch that fucker go boom as God tidies up with a broom Heard that love's a cocoon.. like it changes outlooks on shit But is it a strong enough bond if your house took a hit? I spit loud. Dog ears, that stuff that sound couldn't pitch Face rash, wind burn- beware of the chill Mesmerized by stars, we stare at the filth Get comfortable, pull up a chair if you will Jar head, scars left w/tongue's paired in the dill Welcome to the land of the free- America kills That's us, tag up- turning bears into quilts Rhymes that bleed, dying breed- that terrible ill This the cut, get it off for the pound shredders ok ok ok ok O, I make it rain- this sound weather Want shine? I'll give my pen up right about.. never I've seen blind that know their way around better When the ground Tremors, hit up the mountain We're all young at heart? This disrupts the fountain Wooooo. On fire but don't know wtf I'm doused in Hammer time, duh nuh nuh nuh- Can't touch the clown grin Aging lab rats, breaking our backs'ta never see 100,000 This musical's delusional, invented madness a'drift Under'the weather? Pen stays up in medicine cabinets, sick. Skeletons ravage the script, can never shoe 'em away On some saving something for later? Better use it today End's close, pen's dope. You fiends try injecting the ink This salt-water, ship-wrecked'fa weeks. I am tempted to drink Saddened clown, casted out.. This is mutiny's charm My moon, sea & stars. I guess one taste won't do any harm? Crew's dead. Solitary's a guillotine, trying not'ta lose head I'm goosed, yet I'm used'ta hiding inside these blue depths
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