Write away super hay
sand, pebbles and stones, i suck the road, i spoke too soon, yellow greenish wide open skank humid shooting stars. cant see too blaring, the black is so whitening, but now I frowned, keys of my jeep stainless steel moon. Say it still move, the sail going upwards knocking down the tourists. Heart that seeking the perfect job. Bruises that keeps appearing, so unhappy, bring down yourself to the government, maybe they can help. I drink my sober life, keep on drinking, wouldnt want to spill it over. Silence. This is me doing it all over again, no problem, keep on writing, i might eat my own words one day. such a polished accents, such a pretty face, looking at you from the ugly box, intimidating you to no end. This is how i'm going to end it all, consumed myself infront of you so you can see the climax. i am going to sleep and let people watch over me. arrest this insecurity, babbling over a deformed man, his pants slipping down to the merriment of others, ahh and oohhs of excitement, is this what we will all get?
Middle Finger
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