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Nov 2013
Eyesight twisted
Finger's touching fingers through the pen or keyboard
And ears falling out of my ears like a woman whose songs have long been
Tearing me to pieces wherever I like to be felt
Too literally no
Too many thoughts cloggin' up this massive tremor of a hemorrhage
Waves to listen to like a bad man
YOU'RE A BAD MAN
Gabriel Peter Green
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Gabriel Peter Green
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