I am a mist in the midst of my flesh
I love my living stone of insoluble rocks
My leather bag of skin and few strands you can pull.
I am a mystery. I am a King and a Slave
A paranoid prophet and a one eyed over seer.
I roam with ghosts at night and frolick with ladies during the day time I am a Man
At night I am a God.
All who see me can't deny me...
Nov 28, 2020
Nov 28, 2020 at 6:45 AM UTC
I am a mist in the midst of my flesh
I love my living stone of insoluble rocks
My leather bag of skin and few strands you can pull.
I am a mystery. I am a King and a Slave
A paranoid prophet and a one eyed over seer.
I roam with ghosts at night and frolick with ladies during the day time I am a Man
At night I am a God.
All who see me can't deny me...
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