Tag: weed
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witchinghourpermanent
KLF how it’s 3AM eternal Dante how it’s inferno Stuck inside, twenty five outside Barred windows cutting light like blinds Use an axe’s side to fray and sever binds Rewrote my will, thought I’d die seven times Cliffhanger how my temperature is climbing Top of spell casting class, top caste Brahman Black spell of destruction…
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tepid
Your style tepid, crude, unfit for the throne My style rude lines writ upon a bone God’s name sounds like a gurgled groan My fortune teller a blind crone Two hundred years living alone Ask her to tell me where I’m going She reads my palm, turns pale as foam Sends me away, won’t take…