If every step is a checkmate, circumstance probably decides so much of the life and love we live, like time, a silent killer, the seed is scattered, if you find yourself growing in the wrong place, you may as well resign yourself to living with demons, ripple and shake, the world exists, so many ways to live, how it’s lonely to climb a mountain, make your way past the bushes and the rainforest, civilization far behind, passing through the river along the valley, climbing the mountains, caressing your face amongst the clouds, dreaming of your mommy, in the garden of Eden, heaven and hell wait, take the red pill and see the truth, you yearned for love but it doesn’t exist, or believe it’s bullshit, and be content with eating steak, live, laugh, love, but the spirit still flows, if you were a baller, even in the depths of hell, a life the heavens dared to live, you would sit and wade your hands along the wet abyss, jump into the pool, like a fish swimming in the water, the sun and the moon, if you were that great, you would commit, stir your milkshake, the waitress sneezed in it, it's still good, drink it anyway, living la vida loca, smoke some weed, entangled in the depths, so much frustration, sweet Katie, are you thirsty, please drink my piss, such a tasty bitch, reuse, recycle, how does a spirit flow, I don’t really know, so many clean slates, how dirty can you get, is it smelly, give it a kiss, don’t worry, no matter how far you get, there’s always a river to jump in, a wall of fire waiting, why so serious, oh, your mom calls, she was sucking your dad’s dick, such fat tits, stick it in, your daughter’s panties, just the tip, wake me up when September ends, that’s today, damn, my cup waits, Spirit Halloween, a pussy cat, she’s wet, just a poor poet, hoping it doesn’t overflow again…

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