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“Sometimes I feel Like I've been tied To the whipping post Tied to the whipping post Tied to the whipping post Good lord I feel like I'm dyin”” Allman Brothers <•> two words arrive unscheduled no comprehension no intention; a great taunting for the guy who claims he plucks ‘em from passing breezes and hazelnut trees creation capture meaning just a biting ******* feeling, Allman brothers Pandora in on it too, playing to make sure I’m in touch with my roustabout feelings *“Sometimes I feel Like I've been tied To the whipping post Tied to the whipping post Tied to the whipping post Good lord I feel like I'm dyin'”* got it - the poems revolting and they are...making it hard the lesson i’m learning the poems are the boss you ain’t nothing but a whipping post boy wright right what you’re given, no misgivings - a treat you don’t deserve you ain’t nothing but our creature captured forty years in the desert and maybe then the promised land let you know when you suffered enuf meantime meet us and Leon in Atlantic City; poetry ain’t nothing but rolling dice, playing craps mostly you lose Bastille Day 15:00 a country tune for a county boy
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Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 3:12 PM UTC
creation capture - the poems are the boss
“Sometimes I feel Like I've been tied To the whipping post Tied to the whipping post Tied to the whipping post Good lord I feel like I'm dyin”” Allman Brothers <•> two words arrive unscheduled no comprehension no intention; a great taunting for the guy who claims he plucks ‘em from passing breezes and hazelnut trees creation capture meaning just a biting ******* feeling, Allman brothers Pandora in on it too, playing to make sure I’m in touch with my roustabout feelings *“Sometimes I feel Like I've been tied To the whipping post Tied to the whipping post Tied to the whipping post Good lord I feel like I'm dyin'”* got it - the poems revolting and they are...making it hard the lesson i’m learning the poems are the boss you ain’t nothing but a whipping post boy wright right what you’re given, no misgivings - a treat you don’t deserve you ain’t nothing but our creature captured forty years in the desert and maybe then the promised land let you know when you suffered enuf meantime meet us and Leon in Atlantic City; poetry ain’t nothing but rolling dice, playing craps mostly you lose Bastille Day 15:00 a country tune for a county boy
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33/Other/wherever sin is aborning
Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 3:12 PM UTC
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