Point of View
Strumming along the interworkings of my out of the box thinking, lined with blood lines and vocal cords
I can hear the devil's music playing a rendition of dance dance revolution on Punnett Squares
Walking...Dead...
Serious in the tele visions playing out in my daymares while flesh eating stress gnaws away at my sanity

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Heavy <3
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Whoa! That's deep yo great write
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I pray you don't have cause to worry about damaging traits. No expectancy should be that heavy. I played roulette with sickle cell but lucked out. Deeply conveyed thoughts! Peace
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This is real! Always appreciative of fine art. This piece is no exception.
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