fear is a fucker
waste of thought power
blind busy future
we burden ourselves useless
yeah things go wrong
at least different then plans drawn
whoopie ding dong
play with broken pieces found
empower yourself
stop drinking victim well
once finally moved on
vampires won’t stick around
talking new world consciousness
old way death obvious
responsible only to Truth
all else swallowed puke.
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lemon horse shit boots don’t fit
piling avoidance sinks all ships
mental prison foundation fear
patterns point towards self work dear
sacrificing life to schooling system
handful thank you cards hollow reason
cluttered drawers same for psyche
pain invites change day and nightly
martyr mother chose by me
stern Sag teacher abundance seen
bravest beauty rejected abortion
moved us away from alcoholic
worked ass off for children career
proved doubters wrong as woman leader
tough watching parent shrink away
loving gratitude forever carried.
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waiting true love do get free
spying lady spirit trees
can you see her answer yet
will fear persist place your bets
who would guess failure tests
lost direction find the path
change life’s song sing along
breath in then out now rhythm found
only lonely know hunger feels
untruth weakens pain is real
sucked through gateway each eclipse
can’t go back growth our whip
nothing ever not in service
victim mindset so worth purging
responsible for thought word deeds
why not share this dance with me.
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buckthorn bruised
drifting confused
tempted by give up
wanting dream make out
sensitive with shits
mapping alone time pit
no woman swap recharge
battery drain discharged
disease doesn’t exist
scapegoat poison culprit
repressed emotions a land mine
escape failure death line
truth nobody’s hassle
counting on love’s lasso
never going back down
waiting, endless kisses abound.
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nothing to hitch on
hiking each step life long
maybe cheering partner by side
or not solo walk fine
its all about detours
mistakes and mirages understood
sometimes standing mostly on knees
crawling through muck will be seen
mapping of great ride
lost directions with birth time
chance at proving worth blind
can’t fake growth burns soul finds
self work makes one stronger
avoidance creates repetition horror
truth discernment death’s roll
only we choose failure known.
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found next wood truck
madmax muscle car no trunk
fav green color heart felt eyes
El Capitan in El Camino passing bye
on way back to Amish slab pile
cords of freedom stacked ready dried
preppers day coming soon
who shall live through great snafu
things will change as they must
madness steers corruption bus
hear appeal to simplicity
make endless love grow food a plenty
this and gratitude all that matters
life a gift let’s make more laughter
I’ll tickle your fancy if you fondle mine
backseat bed under moonlit ride.
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sweet mama sky coming for me
she heard about record breaking erection history
this cloud result of peeing outside
never know which gods watch from up high
lucky not spied by zeus
struck by lightning has taboo
thankfully never strikes twice in same place
at least that’s what they all say
some desire out of body experience
I’m opposite wanting one on one full court press
ooh sounds juicy fruit no
gonna move ya the taste you know
ok enough sharing sexy fantasies
thought dreams had many times daily
diagnosed A.D.H.D.
adult daydream horny devilry.
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