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arguments in my head

evolvedadam

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I wrote this real fast so, it needs editing


I find my mind wondering
pondering little glimpses sickens
devotion of malnutrition is not my mission
fishin for a petition of conditions
strickin to riden my head undead
my eyes filled with lead my ears with fears
tears run dry in shallow wells
cells die slowly coated totally
swollen stolen thoughts fall through time
line blind eyes open shut
clean out your eyes with your spleen
na fuck it just use some visine
you make me sick like a trick gagin a dick
tripin little bitch needs a fix so not to throw a fit
unwind your time get the fuck back in line
or youl find your wines silenced on a dime
yurn to turn your burn to a way ta learn
sojourn on your journy
like a soldier in Iraq ready to atack
pick up the slack you slobenly slob
prefuse excuses spew slews of salacious sacraments
sacraligious sentiments sit silently waiting
contimplating ways to sway the masses
faster and faster you dumb bastard
take your time to think for your damn self
put that faster bable on the shelf
make up your mind, admit you lied
 
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