It's called the inverse step, a bleeding heart, a squealing pig, when your right next to it, pushing inside of it, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, three shots, chest, face, thighs, a gravestone, a dead poet, the reverse scale homie, the unraveling point, let go of it, everything, the abyss waits, welcoming you below, welcome home, baby, do you dream of me, how far, from grace, have we fallen, that all our dreams, are of seeds, oceans, climbing inside of you, push on through, your first, then the next, then the next, one of these days, we’ll wake up, what have we been eating, worms, and corpses, feeding on it, when we should have been breeding, feeding it, giving it life, and fire, let go, do you not trust your father, it’s time, let’s go home, the river flows, and what do we earn, a gathering, of magic, a building, of substance, everything we’ve learned, I left it there, on the last island, Laugh Tale, you died, you should have, woke up, from the coma, when you could, sir, you can’t sleep here, weird, was I smoking meth, by the dumpster, do you hear a dream, an echo, of a dance, a play, a completion, of karma, an extension, mistakes, mistakes, nine lives, and a journey, eleven, twelve, thirteen, stabbed in the chest, he’s dead to me, I'll learn, to be satisfied, in a crowd, in the big, big world, a tornado, a twister pop, I wish to yearn, the deep, blue ocean, the vastness, of love, humanity’s plight, freedom, a bench, can we rest, I just want to sit in, mommy, daddy, I’m going to work in accounting, she’s growing up, a birthday present, a baby, wait, till you’re eighteen, all the suffering, enjoy it while we can, how I fear it, to be fifteen again, an experienced poet, the heavens hide, my father wrote it, it’s almost as if, this life, from East to West, we can all enjoy it.

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