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SADE - Another verse written I view loose kids in the ridge, squids did request quid submitSADE - Another verse written by ~Riot-One
Giggles and shits of sins, hint binge tints the split imprint.
Back smacked against the ironlak, cracked and all-wall-trapped.
Spinal tap all snapped, gone lax and vision cracks back black.
Overlapped in snacks -- What's Loose noose juice use, and who's serving?
Bruised in recluse, news boost clues, molotov lit fuse learning.
When the children (kill them) fumble in disgruntled rubble puddles
Broken cement scuttle under trouble and fucking fumbled cuddles.
Daddy's gone, facist practice, snap it's own lacking brackets.
Oil rigs and rap snapped it's cracking back and now att
SADE - Pedestrian F21.C.11U These squid sucklers seem complacent being such.SADE - Pedestrian F21.C.11U by ~Riot-One
Force fed ink propaganda, and won't bite the thumb
If it's too close to the food, like i was taught about
Feeding horses when I was young.
Catapult barrages of insecurity from a white-race canon ramblings.
"Go back to your fuckin country, foreigner!"
They scream soot-confetti at every passer-by.
Get the fuck off Native Land, with Eurocentric catholicircumcision of
Female egos. Big man puppeteering bigger men upstairs with
Wallets, decisions, and big ol' briefcases.
Here have this noose necklace. Sincerely, youth reckless.
Who blesses "news Hectic", sly foxes with corrected checklists
SADE - Maple Blossoms So I see you have begun to write of cherry blossoms.SADE - Maple Blossoms by ~Riot-One
How sweetly they remain reminiscent of your vulva.
Underneath cultural basics from places you never knew.
The path is open for the pen, for the heart.
To fully convey your message of appreciation for consumerism &
Hotel rooms, I suggest you
Enclose your poems in the conrete shape of a butterfly.
Feel the wind kiss your lips like a strong, caring man.
Underneath wet-dream poetry of seamen, and a typo of such.
Close your eyes and experience the garden of thought,
Knowing your peaceful reunion with nature, before returning
Unbothered, to your yacht.
Please proceed to write of Maple
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