False prophets never pay homage.
I'm so defensive we're all doom to an ignorant ending.
My brain races to create these poetic mosaics
to me
ART and teaching are the same thing.
Fuck being deep. All it takes is...
One try. One love. One lie. One liar or lyric?
As spirits watch me.
This parable mocks me. The first joke contained the essence of truth
in a way, it haunts me....