Monday, March 13, 2017

Shit I do out of boredom.
Tears I cry out of spite.
The ins, the outs, the fears, the doubts,
the will not versus the might.

Whatever you're into
we can play it by ear
you're thinking a lifetime
I'm thinking a year.

Don't know what you're used to
but you won't find it here.
I'm the fellow your friends
all told you to fear.

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