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Loadstone

 
Found on the dark-side of town
came the rush
run
dissemination

they oozed ice cool
straight blades in their little fingertips
steady in the get-up
Spokane and all the rest
 
was it able I do not know
for coal is one rough diamond 
while sifting dust 
along a trail of white-line-fever
lungs and gonna-bust 

eighteen barley's and a belt
left a hell of a bench seat 
where pine and ass stick
......stuck together in give up
fuck riding (position) a wooden womb

Written by souladareatease
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