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# Dirt poor  and down trodden, he didnt ask for this this life  among the fallen-- My fuckerface,  he paid his dues among the homes of the forgotten Scandinavian/Cherokee was his pa (tho not for long) Crow Creek Sioux and German,  his ma.. and all along the Rosebud rez his half-breed skin,  rubbed raw. Ah,  my beautiful  sweet fuckerface-- you are  the finest  blood-brother of them all. #
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Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 11:22 PM UTC
Oh my beautiful, sweet fuckerface
# Dirt poor  and down trodden, he didnt ask for this this life  among the fallen-- My fuckerface,  he paid his dues among the homes of the forgotten Scandinavian/Cherokee was his pa (tho not for long) Crow Creek Sioux and German,  his ma.. and all along the Rosebud rez his half-breed skin,  rubbed raw. Ah,  my beautiful  sweet fuckerface-- you are  the finest  blood-brother of them all. #
Now the hardness of this world  slowly grinds your dreams away Making a fool's joke out of the promises we make And what once seemed black and white turns to so many shades of gray We lose ourselves in work to do, work to do and bills to pay And it's a ride, ride, ride, and there ain't much cover With no one running by your side, my blood brother On through the houses of the dead past those fallen in their tracks Always moving ahead and never looking back Now I don't know how I feel, I don't know how I feel tonight If I've fallen 'neath the wheel, if I've lost or I gained sight I don't even know why, I don't know why I made this call Or if any of this matters anymore, after all But the stars are burning bright like some mystery uncovered I'll keep moving through the dark with you-- in my heart, my blood brother https://youtu.be/8KiPcYxQ6iI xoxo
preston
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Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 11:22 PM UTC
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