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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Personal · #2213145
I wish that lyrics pretty / from my mouth fall over.
I see them people
at times when I do smoke
and I see them faces
of the folk that I have thought

and it haunts me all again
the images the pain
and it grieves me all the same
the ever longing, like a rain

and I wish that lyrics pretty
from my mouth fall over
for them all
and I wish that people greedy
would choose me
except them all

and yet I suffer
and yet I fall
to the faces pretty
to the bodies of them all

fuck it, I pretend to say
its fine, is all I ever pray
but it is barren,
in the bed and in the brain
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