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Andrew Clark Dec 2020
I act like a kid, so call me a kid.
Rebuke me for each sin that I have hid.

I deserve nothing more than your disgust.
Yet somehow I seem to have earned your trust.

You don't have to make yourself smile for me.
I can be quite good at leaving folks be.

I can ignore when my heart picksup pace.
The trick is to look away from your face.

Your laughter I flee. I run from your glance.
If your hair is wet, I haven't a chance.
Andrew Clark Nov 2019
The air is freezing
My throat might bleed
Still I must be leaving
To smoke some ****
Andrew Clark Nov 2019
Sugary sweet
Look at me baby, I'm butchering meat
Hook up my feet and then sweep
Lay me backwards onto the street
Take your seat and then play me
Oh Baby
You've been using passwords lately
Andrew Clark Jun 2019
I don't know who or why will win.
I know I'll probably lose some friends.
Andrew Clark Jun 2019
Trump's in office
I got no offspring
This world is complex
We all pay offerings
To all my digitals
Who push up often
If all that you see
Is bugs and textures
Reverse that axis
Inside them options
Look for the sky box
This is a structure
This is not the rapture
This is just a sting
We've survived worse things
We were always trifling
We've all been through strife
We're still one nation
All cut by one knife
Blood pacts are ancient
Please take my hand
But respect my space
Look past our faults
The American Race
Andrew Clark Jun 2019
I've still got one picture of you stashed in a locket
But no way to see it without the key (I lost it...)
Plus, I lost; I'm lost and I've lost it
Marooned at a payphone with five cents in my pocket
Andrew Clark Jun 2019
A proposal: ADAM
A **** good man
Albeit, an *******
A **** good man
ADAM is sinking
Help ADAM above
RECONSTRUCT ADAM as something you love

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Deconstructing ADAM
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Find what is wrong and then rip it from him
His lungs filled up all the way with fresh air
When nothing but smoke and tar should be there
He breathes in wind so he might try to fly
Rip out his lungs or sweet ADAM will die
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