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Color Me Polish
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my mind binds harder than a ziptie, fear climbs
tears are wet yet closure is dry
we sharpened infections on subsequent nights
hilts of our knives tilling their pride
death is the price, much more fatal than a stop sign
age is the currency of time
the tape is overdue, try as i might but it doesn't rewind
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I'm not alone, i've got a smile that cries it's chattering every night
I'm not home, i've locked the door on the only place i own
quarter life crisis lock-jaw
tightening up teeth grind
stripping the tension screws set in my spine
there are so many other backs to break, to bind
so why in the hell did you choose mine when given plenty of time to decide
hand-picked candidates living the blue print for somebody else's 5-star life
someday i'm gonna be where you are, looking back into my past tense lies
invisible cogs, this machine never stops
red lights are gonna tell you where to go
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rain fell so grey and loud
my thatched intentions hunt me down
cracks in a worn-out wooden cloud
it's creaking sigh is getting old
am I ever gonna be where I want to be?
certain things never get old, but they don't grow up
if there's one thing that I know it's that death don't go, don't stop
death is the mess that god has to clean up
like some violent afterthought, I am the product of afterthought
the world is a blacked out dot destined to rest in the scatter plot of rot
it's nothing but a decorated rock
slowly spinning
suck brick kid
hope is a poorly tied rope
necks of the preacher i hold em, i told them not to
every last mistake and spineless shake
the type of lead that you can't erase
big taunt, small talk causes tooth decay
chaos dug a reservoir in my head
it's deep and dead, swelling, wasting away by dwelling on grime thoughts
potential choking hazards, I never said anything about it
So it goes in a black hole
Something in, nothing out
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My Son the Crystal Healer Brooklyn, New York
two parts cattle,
one part mouth.
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