takes a touch(e)
to know what's real
at the but of a gun
no jokes how fun
loves a bullet
and the point
sure hertz
get a handle
on a brain
spilling
kilz....
"brush strokes..."
a primer
hearts ache
for a finer thrill
benz a mind
up a winding hill
.... it's time to fly
a righteous
for the words
"never dye"
doubles edge
a knife
butter flows
a net and
a sharp ledge
....wanders....
the bitter good
is a just read
a better nut
on a honey
indeed....
I meander....
and a river runs
a muck "quack"
float there
to return a puck
the hot keys
on a player
in luck....
you cut my heart out...
...from the back of an 'ass'
you cupped a part south
....of a boardroom gone bad
you ripped a fart out
....from under a mill
you wrote for art sake
....on account of my soul
my will to live
is beyond what's gold
"survivor"
just a simple
show of the bold.
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