I better take the chance I won’t get another one,stay with a loss never won,physical blind words hurt like fire yet it ain’t non,living for centuries through wars of human creativity without daughter or son,i bleed talk walk stand smell but I ain’t human,try to let the heat settle just a waste of time when it’s fumin,love trust passion lust pain is life,nothing changes just another day of strife,a heart so lovable yet bleeds sorrow by knife,keep my mind intact with smoke,everyday i see truth but lies suffocate me for those make me choke,I laugh at the seriousness yet it ain’t a joke,paranoia is my comfort when it’s spoke,I’m getting tired swimming with the sharks cause of my backstroke.
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POOKIE: the woken one
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