I told you the buffet, man
I’ve got a heart in my hand that was inside me before, i had an experience today that tore it out.
Im empty of poetic wax to slip up my edge. … im realizing finally, I’m nothing to them… Time spent on obtaining their approval… These sentences of frugal frigitity… I’m a lost sail stiff in the frozen breezes sharp blade through the heart on that last look back on my way to leaving forever, I have the urge to sabotage the good, Im afraid, the last time I felt this, I gave up and regretted it, I felt the only way, then, to redemption, the strength then, taken to hurt, less if wounded by truth, and to be alone, aging like cheddar lust in the nights age of Aquarius, blistered incision executed amongst the declaration,
Having said that
Penetrate emptiness fruitful substitute
Having said that I have confessed
My actuality exists as froth of a soul
Belligerent cascade mountain top
churning platform tole bridge
Is crossed once you reach for her flesh,
Punisher runs rampant summer less
Body of ocean
Seven score plan in sky
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