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by DeafBard

Walking on the stars, soles covered in mud My predecessors left me a cut covered in blood One lead feather sinking call that falling up Dig deep till that cut releases a flood Heart Beats pushing products up the stats. Slowing down, need the uppers stat Get me up to speed before the crash I got needs more important I got wants Got deals on the low cheese for the rats First thing to sell is yourself so get that cash They love my product its just me they hate Everyday I sell out so I know I'll get a plate Still its not enough so I surround myself with trash I've flown all the way up to the bottom at last A drop of blood from stone never felt so vast
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27 / M / Anchorage, Alaska
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Written by
DeafBard
27 / M / Anchorage, Alaska
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Jul 31, 2025
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