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I listen to the voices between my… Those cosmos filled spaces between…
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In spite of all the parasites and… I’m nice Read my library twice then built a… Look at what he’s doing and how he… The inhuman mutant Rasputin has m…
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Could it be the way I converse when I write my verse that’s a gift and a curse? Is it my subtext?, or my timing?.
I howl at the moon, The stories are true, I will come for you. Can taste your essence from a mile… Nothing will stand in my way,
I have a low comedy novelty policy, Honesty, My conscious consciously and with veracity produces a high quality odyssey.
I sit here with the license to abuse my barbiturate and vices, Their not subsiding, Lamp lights become blinding, Imagination and heart rate climbin…
I’m face to face to her sensitive… Liquid intake makes feelings elate… Transformative state, Fangs and claws, I want it all.
I write sonnets nightly, You have taken your gift of writing to lightly, Your so unlike me. In a windowless room with a thousand candles burning, Im at the incursion of learning the twi...
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