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Stormy Fullmoon Lit Dark
- it was a dark'n
stormy night wit the fullmoon
raging'bout it's light -
rather lame I'd say of broke
fckn
f'ailing
heart,
maybe I'm be dead mo'soon
than late...heads, you win.
tails, I lose.
thee dream got to
terminate
somewhere, but
I be makin'pace
like a tinny
tiny metal heart
tuckt into
me shoulder, & double the dope to bolster
me hope...
Eye'd fuck a duck for luck, but
there's only so much
a dead[ly]dick
can do.
(it was only for a few thousand nights of
dumb street splendor'd wordless song)
that he didn't become the homeless hump of
happy days,
dead to rites !
bray on,brave heart! - it was a dark'n
stormy night awash
in wishy moon
light -
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