Talking to myself
making beats that melt….these times get felt
Jurys out the plea is help..all myself……to all myself

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Talking to myself
making beats that melt….these times get felt
Jurys out the plea is help..all myself……to all myself
poopoo naynay bread
fuck assholes

and then the day after
it will

tHEY WERE LOW LEVELS STUCK ON THE LIMITED PHYSICAL AND RESTRAINED BY FEAR. bOUND BY THEIR OWN LIMITED KNOWLEDGE AND CAPACITY THEY SUBMITTED THEMSELVES TO PERSONAL SACRIFICE AS A CONDUIT FOR DESIRE.
pAIN KEPT THEM CONSCIOUS OF MOTIVE UNFORTUNATELY, AND THEY USED THAT TO TARGET AND PURSUE WHATEVER SILLY CONCEPTS OCCUPIED THEM. a FUNCTION OF THIS LIMITED CAPACITY, FOREVER REFLECTED IN PRACTICE, LEAVES ALL PARTICIPANTS WITH A BAD TASTE IN THEIR MOUTH
Tilt me on natural and ferry to land
Breeze beneath and trees shutter by
Final rest and breath again
Many a river in my mind, few the lakes
Currents through season and field
Like in sun a bed of grass
Scatter the branches and rattle leaves
*Influenced by the song North Swallow by Barn Swallow*