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Bubbly
00:42
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in response to your twelve step program
I feel impartial yet my deliberated opinion still stands
you're ok I will be ok
unified beneath the common dilemma umbrella
our complexions comfortably pale to white
we all reach our goals
first we laugh
then as if in heat we forget our manners
i was once respected an honorable gentleman
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Chinese Democracy
01:17
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how ignorant to the fact you've failed can you
become sewn splendor of environmental issues
the eyes well up in good taste a suspicion haunts
sulking quadruped tail between its legs
drawn to form circles our coeval revelations
I'm suspended in exhaustion thinning air
the formation of your crocodile tears commence
with a bow from the stage
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Closer to the Stars
02:44
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coming through the mists drenched in precipitation
picking through the remains finding your fill
I said cut into me with your awkwardness and undeserved
sense of accomplishment
sleeping: cauterized mouths kept from spitting up festival fire
initial luck entrusted to the ones closer to the stars
blistered hands hanging tight to the wire up, over, around our hearts
blighted I am afflicted
heterogeneous conjunction junction gadfly give it up
got a grip on your insides spewing wax incognito
you're a shepherds dream wide compliant eyes turned up I abhor you
your covers blown bisected in favor of animus
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Fossilized Runaways
02:47
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never my day held fast by the prospect of better days
sensational catalyst suspended like a salt lick
commonplace insight agoraphobic test mice
fuck your candid conversations muffling my thoughts
keep your beauty by your bedside shelved above your mores
beckoned like gold we all become what we believe ourselves to be
slick speech never fails so where did you have to go
I never learn while thinking in linear terms
whatever you want the most is going to be the worst thing for you
we stood akimbo diamond eyes and adjacently
the money in our hands we got motivation
but we lost all our good reasons
carrying our weight in gold contained in paper bags this is how I constantly feel
you stepped on my glasses I can't see you now anyhow
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sheep-spirited abortion memorials
as accidental as continental drifts
infantile fits fluctuating in sequence with sixteen pulsing stitches
esoterically placed
across an apprehensive face
fields of beneficial eggs webbed in a mass
fissure the spectacle transpiring in steps famous inept connections backs
turned as I fish
for competence in the sea of peers I watch from the rostrum dull stars rake
my faces' cutis (sparks)
spitting spines of sparks sleeping on needles just to prepare just to be
sure all your hands
prophylactically strung into position for the coming of the sun infected
these subterranean glands
brimming with chemicals pinch yourself misinterpret it pinch yourself
propelled by lovers legs against paper thin walls as moral stains the floors
it lacks titivation
signing my resignation to my position in life an ineffective attempt at
getting it right
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Paradiso
03:06
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After gusts of wind I feel repelled as geometry fails gasping for
reassurance wishing my arms could reach you now
I agree
Immortalization of a stone floor
is a skeletal praise
and it wore your face well
compliant my eyes withdraw their drawbridges
to the edge of your lagoon
where I may wear my heart
stitched to the inside of my arm
consult the inamorata camarilla
sharpened under siege
as their legs dash after
the length of their nails
coding their prestige
as the pleas were answered in laughter
and I bow to the grace
bestowed to the bold
how you've changed my expectations
I utter the lilac of the lake
you blossomed in the bog
and I was birthed from the chalk
panegyric unto you
a portrait painted obscurely
with its hair, the color of war
and your hand in mine
repulsed by this insight coerced as sheep to this breakline spitting out
teeth like morals this one's for the gut
I just want to be enough
who extirpated the seed
I planted in her
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Shock le Bleu
02:05
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incandescent spectral disconnected from the head
yet to be determined the cause of this dire interest
i stand astounded in the afterglow cowering from child's artwork
body contorted appendage ascending above the majority eye
qu'est-ce que c'est? shock le bleu!!
once, while constructing a simulacrum of the rape
an infant of a toad approached from behind
as I asked him what he has on his mind he said
qu'est-ce que c'est? shock le bleu!!
this cumulative doubt thriving with age
dabbling in the dark arts pungent in taste was the flesh of you
i know now that your home is no place for the spent
always spineless in your eyes ever shrinking in mass
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The Author, The Title
04:14
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amorphic the surefooted conquer aptly equipped iron eyes cloistered off the
chosen few inhabit under here stick shaped beneath this city folded to fit
unable to process I'm jettisoned I remain wide-eyed and mourning it all
your time has come
this is meant to be my compensation one eye shuts in response
and as the sun recedes to the strain the world remains over your shoulder
dismayed
and forbidden where did your suspicions go
immersed in the starch the victims undergo transformation
leech in quality shudder in expiration
wiping your hands clean of me it's all good
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