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MAVRICK
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DEAR LIFE...

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Dear Life...

I wake in the middle of night
Cold sweat streaming down my face, from painful lessons in love & fright
Eclipsed by a dark cloud, shaped like a huge ass, watching your fall, or take flight
Like a Grand Opening...I See the hole in your Ohh-Zone layer
Targeting myself, along with those near and dear...Lost, without time to properly wipe
Ohh !...I dodge from happenstance to circumstance, and still...I take a chance
Sometimes I prance in your illusions
Dance with your delusions
Blow-up from the hypocrisy of your non-sensical con-fusions
Merging me in a pit filled with your Undesireable Collusions
Those who abuse your Free-Will, making Free-Dumb Bells Ring
I Open & Close Doors carefully, because Hell-o answers to Any- and Every-thing
I walk in the Rays of your Sun, reflecting the Phase of your Moon
Crying when a loved one moves-on, knowing a Refund calls for Ash & Dust to resume
Life...You seem to be my Runaway Bride, making me a Disgruntled Groom
Stuck at the Sacrificial Alter, in a Ceremony of Material Doom
The Elephant in the Room, but no one sees your Indian-Giving Trunk
Your malodorous, toxic fumes, seep from organs
Where Temple Whores keep your Worshippers totally drunk
But you can’t fool me....I Know You’re A ***in Skunk
Your fury Black & White Issues Stink
That’s why I stay in the Grey of your Abominable Funk
You answer questions, with question-marks
Scars from a mentally abusive parent, selling dreams of Light, in a reality...Dark
Zombies, Vampires & Werewolves
Aimlessly wander, leeching & howling from episodes of your Daily Horror Flick
Pimps, Pushers & Prostitutes
Vying for political positions to suck your Dis-ease Spewing, Pock-Marked
With your Patriarchal bull, covering Matriarchy’s Ancient Clit
I See Your True Colors Shining Through
So I feed like a Pup, nursing from the Tit’s of A Great
Until the time comes for you to flick your Off Switch
Imma Fight You, And Take ALL You Got!!!...
Because You NEVER Really Give Me ...Unless I’m Being Smothered In It...

 

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