If any of you feather thin, used to be my brethren, step onto my ledge again,
One of us WILL fall......
Severed from what's left of kin, tethered chords have left my skin, better sore then septic limbs,
I just never saw..........
You clever sorts you veterans, you leather ****** your treaturous. Who don't endorse and don't condemn, were never friends at all.
Dec 27, 2021
Dec 27, 2021 at 11:15 PM UTC
If any of you feather thin, used to be my brethren, step onto my ledge again,
One of us WILL fall......
Severed from what's left of kin, tethered chords have left my skin, better sore then septic limbs,
I just never saw..........
You clever sorts you veterans, you leather ****** your treaturous. Who don't endorse and don't condemn, were never friends at all.
I died for a minute or two from substance last year cuz of a f****** hospitals messup. They used up my third life by accident those ******** And two places to call brother grew something different than I will probably fight them when I see them in my valley...
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