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honeslty, you dont even know "him"
- dont even know exactly where to start
- carping for bitches with no heart that love to be split apart at
- fish spots burning up like the kettle but acknowledging ms.pots
- wrist watch, pause and ask for the time pulls out her cellular and you know its mine
- got her mouth open she doesnt mind not even saying shit like a mime but she minds
- if we take a minute to discuss over shots and other plots
- as the hops make the judgment calls flop, stop and inhale someone else s fresh crops
- he awakens and isnt very shaken from the anticipation of his temptation
- been sleep for too long missing whispering eyes information so he takes his time
- but isnt pacing, overtime he cant take it, he explodes to show his love for the
- nevermind as they both get clothed in zero time he sparks a fuckin marlboro and leaves
- his T M, the zoro sign on the backs of bitches
- he smacks the clitoris with his parseltongue then sit backs a minute and
- absorbs what hes done
- well
- that was fun
- back to where he had begun with nothing and no one and smoking gun
- takes 2 in time of peace for time of war he just tries to occupy
- the only thing that really keeps him alive so he stays somber in his mind
- facial expressions same as his mind is reflecting
- protecting so little yet so much, an ego and quotable other stuff
- hes slightly crossed id rather be taken apart in no time or not at all
- regrets alot he guesses over past mistakes he stresses
- wishing people could see him in a different light
- hopes its green hopes itll fall together when the times right
- despite all his flaws we watch him crawl to the tree of knowledge and naw
- guilty for something he cant ever apologize for because its not that simple
- this knowledge he tries to trickle down to whoevers around but they are amused as if hes a clown
- confused he paces and just looks around wonders if itll be like this wherever
- but he knows no other place like home
- he doesnt want to make any sense or dollars he just wants people to stand togeth
- for the misunderstood whats sad is the unlikelihood of that reality
- so we fall back to genesis and trying to find robert and gurus exodus
- despised disliked distorted dark doubtfulness dubiousness
- has people ignorant as kids even fellowships been thrown out like peach pits
- somewhere we find him tucked in to a cube of belligerent width
- trying to escape peoples intolerable wit equivalent to distasteful bullshit
- covering up their own flaws he stills naws unentertained he holds all applause
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