

Submit flowers in frequencyThey stole my childhood of its illusions "these illusions deflower your sympathy!" They said my penance was the counting of ornaments "these ornaments replace your infancy!"Submit flowers in frequency


Maker of umbrellasmy martyr is laying menstrual marks on his arm. he is laying his Divine rights into his biblical insight seeing with his third eye insight makes you blind, Divine but only as his followers masked him so. so i tell him lay your savagery on my shoulder i would stand a savior but i too needed to be saved because no man of any hue could hide their own shame. emotionless motions motivate our chess game, pawns be our own craniums ripe for the taking. pawns believe what they will but as i could see i could breath in their plastic shells which travels through lighting up my inner-self it tickles against my nose hairs as did the time i passed my ex, rMaker of umbrellas


Spirits to the mirrorsComer mi lengua y has me ciego You were counting pleasures from the day you were born.Spirits to the mirrors
You were sucking on a pacifire
reaching out to the burnt and scorned.
Little little child you will grow some day. Comer mi lengua y has me ciego Your soft bed of pillows will soon be of concrete dismay. o Hang your head down now m and maybe you'll evade the truth.
Syd
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ninja
nuff said. a friend of mine introduced me via black stacey, and ive enjoy saul williams ever since.
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Confucius say: sex easy. relationship hard.
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