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Penmann Jun 2019
I will not be at your wedding.
Have to wish you two all the best.
I just can't come.
i guess i used to
love you far too much
to give a **** now.
Inspired by you.
Penmann Jun 2019
I'm not writing for you-
I'd rather die.
I'll be forever silent in my grave,
Rather die private as a slave.

Than be outed by corporate shadows.
Shadows who take money from fools.
I know what you want.
Coca-cola narration, to deflower my nation,
to make money in Peru.

Go on, go be violent.
I'm waiting for you.
I swear, better be fast.
I'm writing myself
And you're going down too.
Penmann Jun 2019
The Kekropolis you built.
Just thinking about you makes me feel odd.
You always come as a psyop,
implemented and fake.
I scream a thousand voices to you.
Every time i see you, my knees clutch.
You are not for real.
I mustn't speak.
There are others here, on my mind, on my paper.
Leaving behind a ****** trail of despair and sadness.
I won't let it affect me.

I'd scream again if i knew you were here.
Not involved in psyops.
Not connected to cops.
Not handling guys.
Not wearing disguise.

I'd care if it wasn't all artificially implemented,
I'd come hadn't you texted.
The deep state of a messed-up.
Penmann Jun 2019
I want out
Storage Kerning
Kerosene dream
Fried Philadelphia sunrise
Shine, shine nutrician
Penmann Jun 2019
My coffee tasted like ****
The playlist made me cry
Strangers gave me chills
Cold looks and hot grills

I'll get up tomorrow and change everything.

I don't need coffee anyway.
I turned on the radio today.
Penmann Jun 2019
The pictures you hang on walls
unseen by default
i'll love all of them
even if i don't see even one

i know there won't be me inside
winds threw me off
no reason to think low of me
as things spill without you

all over our ceramic floor
of dead turtles
holding together the world
Penmann Jun 2019
A killer spread his wings above my sky
Falcon from the top of the hill
Nested so close

I'm watching him soar
knowing
We are all prey

No one cares about the killers anymore
The silence is his gold
Speed in his blood

He keeps me doing what i want
Keeping my eye up in the sky
As he watches me
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