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Reverser in neutral.
"How low can you go? " spoke the smoke to the fiery hell inside.
Velocitudes; attitudes of broke addicts.
Wont buy a bitch a walmart. Wont stand. Its my ditch. I dug it deep. Let me sleep off the morning's failures.
Aim if you wish. This frail fish flopping that I am.
Destiny is a burden.
Blamed all of them.
But I am the only one carrying this armload of guilt.
Lumbering alone to untied-shoes,
Friending the fallen fiends+)
In this together,
A mantra
A TETHER
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what's your #
no wonder
This swim feels wetter
Hold me. Under.
Hold me down.
Safest with a cheek to ground.
No falling for angels.
Just plummets and stalls
Finding courage harder
Than finding a eunic's balls
Terror isnt a type of dog.
Terrible is a type of me.
Too many itchy Triggers
Since presidents were wooden-toothed wiggers,
Last laugh having motherfuckers...
Nothing new to see
blue collar curse
Fell on. Felony fun times.
Frayed the edges.
Shoulda been afraid of the ledges. Awoken broken to shouting judges.
From concrete-cracks,
hatcht an attack
with a wall to my back,
emptied out soul-pockets of moldy grudges,
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