your mother was a mistress, and your father was a slave to her beauty. I am the brother of sin and the sister of lust, i know you.
Boy,
You move like salt lake slabs of tree trunk lost at sea,
your heart is big and brown, and your memory seem to be short
Glossy chap lip, swaying, shoegazing, gnarly kid man, you shredded.
shred'ed
a complete belief,
i sometimes kick my ankles with my boot and it swells
Ive compromised many times but never forgotten the peace in during the bitterness,
It is not an obligation to tell you, the truth. But an attempt made to consider the spirit
in us all
Christ bless you
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