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Pumpin Thee Pomposity
cmon, steal 'my' gems of thought, (could you
could you,
could you possibly be sfckn stoopid? ] ha...ha....
th'joke's on you,/ th'shit of ego
on
us
both /
whilst it
be chockin'
me / you can be so oblivious
& me,
w a y too obvious-
goin gone to
figger
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2016dkzk\\\\\\\fotoBydkzk: "soberdrunk enlitenments of fuck-me"===========
Published 16th Mar 2016
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16th Mar 2016 00:53am
16th Mar 2016 1:10am
One of your intriques is the maze of your mind, Danny. I seriously doubt anyone could pick your thoughts. Except crows. Crows are badass.
16th Mar 2016 3:18pm
thank ye love--------
buzz'ards do th'pickin mo'effectively (& gosh, they're so pretty)----
mind maze in blinding haze, daze upon daze upon endless daze
(gee...i'oughta try writin'some'a that Poetry stuff i done heard'em tell'bout)
buzz'ards do th'pickin mo'effectively (& gosh, they're so pretty)----
mind maze in blinding haze, daze upon daze upon endless daze
(gee...i'oughta try writin'some'a that Poetry stuff i done heard'em tell'bout)
