Let the rage flow
Work with flower
Every cowering minute
Brought closer to dough.
But what if these rolls get burnt?
Well no one listens in turn anyway so why would that be a surprise?
A bike locked miles away,
Kept safe from skies gray and vultures prey.
Out of sight it’s safe right?
You tell me I’m home;
Isn’t that where it should be?
Flex the calendar or rip it in half,
But demon don’t dare try impressing on my ends.
Interesting info through chartly graph, but,
That ***** worth a little less than all I feel.
Got it wrong again sir thoughts are bad meds are real.
Sharpened bars out of the sight of cars.
I’ll get licked to fly through em
Or cut both feathers off then juice to mars.
Please call me holey.
Recently relating more to the apple I drink than bite.
One got annihilated then synthed,
The other just fell from the fight.
Do I need this?
Cause it’s starting to-seam/split-ike
My blood is merely monster food feeding this
Gore machine that’s every shade but green.
