Every word that belongs
Belongs where I am.
The famous one narcotically
Trauma reasons itself.
I fought fown words
There are no words
Telling me there is nothing.
When you give me
Thanks,
I say you are a nut.
No one belongs in this
Hard-on stupidity.
It is my family that
Fears me.
No one needs That.
Foes of my life
Deal me Apartments.
No one is happy
With Apartments.
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Was that narcotically
Another narcotic?
I simper-ally suck ass.
I seffer for much
Us is you.
I love you with
Everybody as my life
Enters itself Like
Reasonable Families
With hope and happiness.
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A Mama A Mama No one
Wants This.
I freely suck ass.
I don't like it.
You like me
I don't like you.
That's how my life
Involves people
Who borrowed dreams
And love as art (Carney).
You think of me
Narrowly.
I know you were very
Three Two One Artistic.
I know you failed
Teaching Bars.
I have loved you;
I have fought you;
I didn't remember
Sickness;
I didn't remember hate;
When parties remove themselves
I have you and it is a hooker.
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When will you
Feel like a whore?
I hate this pain.
I resemble words
When I am good.
No one feels this way.
I have parties and God
Seeks nut.
Remember that
You feel another way.
Words need love.
I fancy my life
Differently
Than your maniacal
Thinking reasonably.
What Family means
To fart God?
And feelings recall
Men.
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I have borrowed
Racism
To act like my life
Felt like Art.
I feel Drunk on foolish
Sick God.
She made me happy.
She made me a woman.
I feel your name believes
In me.
I feel your thoughts
Derive happiness
And love where I am.
You seek nut.
You seek fame.
I borrow my life
To love you.
Cold and Parties sicken
Me
Like family without nerd.
As long as my words
Drunkenly give home
To a thought of beauty,
I will feel strong.
Leave.
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The Rood and The Bean
To disinhibit thinking,
Begin Love.
No one holds me;
It is nothing or birds
Teach me nasty omens
Feeding anger with
Cheese and Talk
Of martyrdom.
I didn't like that dream
When You thought
Sharing made me a
Narcotic Road:
Happiness on the Shining
Path to Morocco.
When I feel art (Carney)
Fails me because of
Words or anchors narcotically
Artistically -- feen --
Drolly working them lives
Down to your love,
Many Goddamn suckers
And I talk to you
About my friends feeling
Baloney head dream of
Wilson, Sharing, Flaring
Words Teaching Nut
Dreams causing maniacal
Language of my face.
Goddamn maniacal
Love needs happiness,
It is overwrought, overrun,
Overheated Feeling Priestly:
Racism is not my life.
I don't like it.
I feel my life as a
Freak because
That's the movie
Sylvia and I watched
So many years ago
Along with the Imitation
Of Life with Claudette Colbert
And an excellent black woman
Actress wise and a rude
Putsch sickens narcotic pain
Dying as narcotic Sartre.
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Words Maniacal Darkly
Your narcotic thoughts
And my family
Need happiness for my
Extra freak road.
I hope you will sicken
My thoughts:
I will then have my own
Reason to love you.
Paranoiac constructions
Always seem positively
Renounced for their changing
Bone.
Golden thoughts seek me
As long as I don't care
Partly narcotically sapphire;
Partly belayed fame;
A paw loosens the language
For its own act
Of rosary darkness.
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Skills
Breezy Art (Carney) Maybe that
Was it.
You needed art (Carney) always.
I rarely arrAQ
I Raarely desire
Poer
Fame Borrows nut
Through the
Coldness of my past.
Wise people feel better
Darkness and Breezy darkness
And Tark of momentary
Ashes need my life to have
Woman man pan tran Glan
What is you?
It is my family which
Desires distance from
A hateful Goal.
What fame brings is
Need to hold pope racked
In a merna wook.
You don't like my life.
I don't hate my life.
I sorrowfully fuck
Nigh racism
Hates borrowing
Word to its
Peace God Drunk It is
Whore dying drunk
I am a fool.
Oboe.
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Moving To Albuquerque
Why am I alive?
I have no happiness sickening
Love with peaceful racked
And drunken dreams.
You feel money as
A nerd dies for peace.
I have many trees; I have many
Illnesses.
I pretended to work my life
Andrea didn't sicken me
Suck it is poor. I have pain
Stupidly gone to its own bird.
Chicken and Family are
Words needing hard-ons
Teaching maniacally the
Famous Cold Part of Life
Third men feel like shank
Folding Balonies into
Blake.
You feel my life darkness
teaches a Goddess
Another way is making
Rights party with a whore
Losing itself to be family
A Goddess sickens itself
Happy Thinking drives my life
To poems
With nothing and naked hassles
Family sucks it sucks it
I hate it. No one belongs where
Borrowing cannot teach
Stink Family my Mom
Believes In her hands.
(This is so incredibly sad.)
Woman cop you had nothing
Here.
Will peace and a pop fake
Worc
Nanny Na Ba La
Feel me please please act please
Here Flea Is Poem
As Wof Fame
Ras
Tape
Land
Land
Pain parties momentarily
Sickening a wise
Cold imp no one knows
Hate is shit no one
Cares pines star
In a Flaying Drug
For its beast of a
Mom people love
Her Sartre Grinds
Teaching Flays
You are a Goddamn
Need top me.
World is your
Paschal Road
Lace Make
More Stability
Is Nart Dar
Fee.
Please end this
Body of Cold
Dreams narf
Oil please cares of
Runes: Bum Gandering
Lack of Hate
Sees itself Thinking
Here With You
Here With Life
Here With Peace
Here With a Woman
Ash see nee lee
What peace is that?
Entrances change.
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