It can’t all be so dramatic, two fingers each corner and bare fangs
Grill natural and stained
Pressure static and another stress to name
Product of the senses and tired of chasing basic change
Fond of fundamentals and paying to think right
each night
plays a hash of a forever most don’t know, look back and let go
For all the highs and lows I must be a medium
another believing in….the best anyone imagined, the positivity of thinking again
its not all extra large god damnit its all extra hard learn a little bit and see there’s an extra part
press X to disregard
Slim chance to make it the same as others, embrace the way of brothers follow the steps of fathers and the love of mothers. Four directions on earth divided by a million makes one quick to get lost in feeling
but
Real is what you make it, break bad habits and keep participating if I was granted one wish I think it’s already been taken, so au revoir to any djinns or genies time to cutback on lies lines and shitty dealings make like rust and move past weak ceilings mass appeal lacks gratification when you think back to last weeks killings
Can’t say I haven’t dodged a bullet or two actually feels like its well over a few but I’m still dealing with the pain that has been well past due so I’m checking everything out of the library of life and eating it up just like fast food, gobble de gobble sage, saint, devil and fool are all after you…. fuck immaculate lets work with the actual truth
Engraved engrained transparent and aware, If I can’t see you again here then I’ll see you again there
Access and recall, shifts through another night of fortune shade
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