Pariah928
And I ain't getting any younger. My knuckles wear their bruises well. I've yet to lose that hunger, but only time can tell. Prodigal sun with a prodigal wish to sew that prodigal stitch and crucify bigot voodoo doll on two Popsicle sticks. See, your name is ambiguity. My name is something hands can't hold but hearts part ocean scapes just to watch the starlet unfold It's like sketching a circle in the dirt with a pointed stick knowing the wind'll kill it some day, still it calms my burning wits for now. And if I plow the fields, that don't guarantee plentiful harvest but starving artists die, so I set my alarm for five o'clock Idols block survival crops, the cycle stops for nothing The Bible squawks revival as winos flock by the hundreds to the opening. Scarlet carpets greeting the duel, leading the stubborn mule to cruel rugburn but y'all numb from gut fuel. I administer eclispe. Ain't know motor like a martyr made motor cuz a martyr made motor don't quit. I am an epiphany. I am webbed foot mam
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