Tag: life
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How old?
I know what it means When he takes his lancet out Roll up my shirtsleeves, sit down No one frowning or crying out Soundproofing drowns all those sounds out Sea replacing all ground now All ground down to powder Expired empires marked now by dirt mounds.
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Your skin’s a scroll with secrets only a seeker can unroll
You can find the exit hole Using fingers trace the torso’s outer case Straight watching porno bored though You could take a train through that borehole I’m thinking about leaving through portals Leaping through windows outta the normal Ten years on the ward Learned how to walk tall at home and abroad Couldn’t be reformed,…
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Heir-watered the now-red waters
Don’t make me cross or cross me Firing across the crossbar sideways like a crossbeam Red beam gleams on your beanie site, like a rubied diadem by a fireside I’m wearing Lacoste beneath an Oi bomber, never without my costume No dossers in the boss room Clay tablets depicting lost runes Weed supply ample, tobacco…
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I hate wafflers
Too afraid to get after it Like a stalker who bottled after putting on his wax jacket Citing inclement forecasts, and generally feeling knackered Had to scoff at your talk of chalk lines and full throttle I’m the Orphan of Kos Got bodies like the Sex Pistols song Par for this course A serious par…
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Don’t worry, that’s just Mr Crowley practising invisibility
Talked big but sandbagging now you might get downdragged Loud bags, proud dad sending packs off Crackpowder on the scales in the house, don’t rip the tags off Not tipping in my favour then the racks off Tell you it’s all gravy then switch, smash you with a broken Tyski Have waxed birds in bikinis…
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