you're shit fine Stay away from my big gun so hide What do you know I Know I know well die Turn away from my gun shoot hide Sex and drugs touch my brain folly
Excellency, by the time you read this I'll be gone. Long gone. Gone long. No longer adorned in robes, nor the finest of armor. Wayward grows a light
Slave your slumber, it is ruin in miles. Holding her blank like memory. I saddle illusion. (And I burn delusion.) They were always one. Flint is a root
Nothing is nothing again, you're on your knees and in the rain, you close your eyes but you still see all that you had so you say "What's it to me, I'
Needles in the grass? Ok, snakes in the hay. Homogeny is engulfing culture. Strip malls and chains tear down the sanctity of days, supplant ancestry
You find this easy to kill her mind when everything you took was irreplaceably mine. You'd still expect her to know what to say? When all the time she
I have a block on my brain and a clock in my mouth and I'm tasting each second. For days I've swallowed the hours. Striking worth into the air with words
Woe? Blame it on the rain. Whoa! Blame it on the name game. Size-up, suit up self-esteem. Tie-down, dress-down fight in the dog-days. Wolf nights?
If you would like a coalition with my in in my eyes, mark me down -say it- this institution demands these words. Knife your worth. We said, "Your vitality
Die my heart, I'm here again. I've been alone again. And without you here, there's just so much to say. The loneliest of times may come when I talk to
Take my eyes. And you will see what pulled me from my ignorance. Sight. See this. See us. See us. See us. I can only feel this around you and no one else
This place, more orange nowadays. The ashen badlands redeem. Your face, through magnified glass, still draws me in. Those big eyes draw me in. Distrophy
Assessing all the goals and the virtues that congealed. Am I the sum of all that I have struggled to fulfill? The hands of time have carried me closer
Aquatic fortitude! Unscathed and witless, below the hopes and fears of robotic fixtures. Proposed to the fluent lovers, hopeless romantics enthralled
Breathe me in like air, innocent. My fingers bleed. I've been writing too much. Preventing these words from searing my battered throat. And I can't
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Taken this for granted. Pawned a laugh for a smile, a hug for a handshake, a note for a goodbye, thank you. Dial the sun, for the time? Dial the sun
I will not deceive myself this time. I, with cheating another, I have cheated myself. I feel so incited that it's come down to this. This is how I repair
