Ahseeyanabit
Our spirits were meant to live together
But these shells
Just what am I to do when I can’t –
I’m seeing people wearing corduroy a lot more these days
It’s
I don't care if you ain't dig me
I don't
Marella's the girl for me
Five feet tall so fine to
I see the circles forming
Forming circles of a common thread
I hate to be the one to tell you that
TV's crooked hand sculpts a negative land
Served up fresh to
Back where and when I come from – people banged
I was walking through the trees to take a drink
Up from the cracks in the parking lot
Come weeds that
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