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Door Hold Tight

by birdlikebats

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Dinero 03:47
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we found a opening in wall that i could not fit through misuse on summer day walking down a green path and humming with you side by side, shuffling hand to hand in a timeline of my mind we tell ourselves no issue fam playing dress-up with a quarter of the brittle fabric left and this one feels like in my hands I might build the baddest dress sown from a magic that floats freely but in my hand is ah tattered mess my ladder gets to high for me to balance on and at the top i might topple and teeter over my challenge is to watch a world from sober and keep the momentum going in tiny cracks I saw brief glimpse infinite to lift arm up in pretense hold world out back behind the fence my shout stacked up into a huge yell this field its overgrown and the grass goes overhead we watch the wind blow by the fawns and fox that came to sit by a basket that you brought with wine and chips thought of this last time we saw each clearly without the scars and all on a memory of this cloud that i saw from far away life held tight in mangled paws as knuckles turn to grey with a love that i cannot speak and definitely cannot face in the whisper of the wind I hear your name for the briefest moment we rode a breath together held hands in temperate weather but made our balance hard to hold I told you all my secrets and you made my world unfold clearly there a hole in me that might to tight to stuff tried give us both space it ended up being to much and couldn't find the words enough to bounce on or bridge the gap so hold onto a moment where every minute seemed like last lifetime of lust in breeze your head resting on lap us, turning into love we held open laughs and grabs after fact the loss was about something I couldn't control I'd have to find my own way and put pen what matters most and some would say that he's still there chasing a fabric ghost but balanced on tight rope walking inches on tatter toes its gross and didn't get the job done cause when I met her at pier I froze like standing in rows of planted rose and wasn't up to snuff when i saw the unbalanced load as she whisper so softly that I should write it all down in poem and wandered off alone she gone
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Case Closed 03:53
humble when i think of all the trouble that i caused laying low until all the heat turns off or till they call cops a faction of um says their never scoff into the brown bag rounded into the pieces of my peg leg pulling off its rot but gives me balance and seems like its a challanges but is not i'm got cast of characters to lean on when i'm gone she told a long story but it somehow seemed wrong unique in its deceit so strong in songs that just seem to want to roll off tongue when one of us was done i would hope for will still ring truth until its won it turns into a sound that carries on he's strong but isn't huge when all is blended up and mixed into something kinda new I ducked but could see nothing past the shoe I want a way forward through the goo it's true I slew a dragon as he flew you watch the shape unfold i'm told it crash to earth and then it sunk in that none of this would work my perfect perk lets me slide up side of mountain head first without loosing to much skirt to the wind what hurts is that I thought i'd think of something clever to get away that'd it'd work for me in the end so imagine my disappointment when it didn't Im slamming sips on corner building destitute made up of mainly brick that makes it hard to hold on let lone for me to commit when the light shone in sift i saw the spot perfect it'd cost more to repair the dent lair goes deep something must be stuck down there again i'm not going in it's to much not worth the risk my fair value estimate seems low just want hold off the madness keep the cops at arms length with my show my low brow joke don't land and I found away to stand on sturdy sinking islands I rowed to land but man it is a chore to i hope for something more that a partially stuck rotating open door slamming into face while one foot is off the ground about two inches out of place just to keep up with Jock Semple chase too proud of his best interval pace ducking behind the crowd startled by his smile as smoke covers all of his face except grin so simple it all relates to the call in tips I saw the trap clearly and dipped and would have gotten away with it too, if it weren't for those meddling kids tried to hide a motive but I saw the trap clearly i've nearly cracked this case
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Ima a little summed up By this lack belittled dumb luck The riddle dump truck deep Sittin at the steeple toss thinking of all of the people lost Illegal seep through tiny cracks they're sadly see through Back to study reach you with some data fixate making the bully to lick plates clean And I ain't mean natured so Imagine this faulty some dream as I Wander the abyss That broke off at the edge of the world Ashamed of what I did to that girl So here I am no better off this letter stops at trying to get her back sinned and slacked the backup tapes My word Like master-bate Just to ease this stress My people press forward without a bet toward trying to take a piece outta the whole damn thing An now my soul sing bright With the powdered puff goal brings My goal in focus Like a sold it after I wrote this I'm left empty handed Grandstanding sequence folding no going back To when I first heard rap the mc ren tape trying to think that when humble thought felt Like crumbled hope will Take ya down a notch bike in town a lot the crown that cost more sure but I'm willing to pay for it to savor this sit through long drawn out story I can't keep ignoring look around seems i'm always thinking i find this all predatory and kinda fake and if i'm sleeping now someday i will wake and maybe i can find it alight if search around I'll feel that it right the whole damn thing is a broken piece i'm holding to tight I want drop it but it seems to frail well I'll keep a back up I'll keep a backup alright
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patchwork quilt of do you really know the deal wrapped around tightly but is it even steel frayed and full of fear and when its on my shoulders high I cannot find the will so i took both pills to so I'd try and find exit here I keep a backpack full of lego pieces shaped in the tallest hill and when they are dismantled its under foot and heal my realness seems to shift and fade a symptom of a endless wave that covers all things and I cannot say my systems brave I tried to look away but the product that he bought into is warped with dented frame somehow I am caught in cloud watch as I drift away outta sharp focus apparition doesn't have a shape went to drain to lake but the structure underneath is now hard for me to see an alternative approach is to toss key into sea and watch fear float away like a ship thats does not sink list on port side and then starts leak can it be real or one of many fake threats this week selling madness to the meak casting shadow on all we say and all we seek bleak just to sell some grief plastique to get a handle on danger never walk with strangers do not have a touch but keep speed dial on the flip buttons are depressed worn and sometimes they crack and click he's at it again to many fox in the pen my wolf slays teeth bared and all and will stop until he's done off guard like when the walls caught on fire and spreads in home nobody should walk alone the last time I checked was wrecked and couldn't let it go look close at the sample group grab the same slacks off the rack preowned didn't dress like the crowd but kept wardrobe strong its shown to be last light that stays on somehow glows he tried to shake the stank out but couldn't wiggle noes so the saying goes propped up on a hilltop still watching the wind blow around me the truth a painful pill that will not want to swallow If I do not have the skill to speak to how I feel in ways realer than the street dreams like a shield that grow dryer than mesquite while watching the fire peak inside and still can't stand the heat plastique these little piece of dynamite that they sell to us on street I found today and its no wonder plastique why we weep
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Thinking a lot about aging and experiences. These are my reflections.

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released April 14, 2024

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