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[cheeseburgernebula]

what once was is and always can be,if dreamed again.

God damned.

This famon will ravage the sands

Righteous men will give their hands

In hopes of fertile land 

Gram after gram I read the sand script  Between the tv click and the hum from the capital city cliques I see no peace,yet I strive to Manifest it I want to feast on brains except there's an exceptional amount of respect left... Even fore the most lowly and inane! Does this cool my psychotic rage? Or socialogigicol disorder I developed in 1st grade... I sure hope not,

buy in with scars and art like this who knows what's on this path or how far

All I ask for is a few nights alone with an armour full of drugs an firearms A flask full of jack. Some of my brothers I call sun because of the light they've shown The woman I love...well... In the night shes glows... God bless the patriotism in your skull,

son

For mine is of the spoken forum I'll see you on the circuit  For we are not alone

but we sure can believe we are///////

[cheeseburgernebula]

Gettysberg

these nights are bright

ego laden rhymes simply meant to spread light

to MY tribe of many colors

a new age in life.

I gamble & roll dice

to get to the places I need in my time...

WHAT IS VICTORY

without strife?

WHAT IS LOVE

without lonely nights?

when I close my eyes...I see her smile in endless white

shaded hues of yellow & geometic patterns to my

delight.

It reminds me of those few days in,Ohio

when the world felt right

so I write

&

write...explaining every instance threw these eyes

hoping one day to exist with you in this

post-apocalyptic paradise

I am a parasite to the vaccine that is your mind

these three simple words that run across my smile

AUSTRALIA.

MOON.

EVANS...why I still haunt these streets a mile high...in hope youll meet me here

& we can ride until we

DIE...be reborn

and fall in love all over again in our next life...

my meditation has lead me to this...empty house with a warm bed

& a pocket full of presidents

unprecedented  collection for this young dead head...

dragging my words across this continent...in hopes

you can see the paper trail left by this hand.

& yet here I am again...

east word bound

just packages on my door step with a return address to where you can be found...

this country is so small

my heart is so large

just occupy my mind

in the way you do so well...

i'll manifest the rest...or leave this song in my intestines

until these aggressive tactics become irrelevant

& we,again

end up in the same settlement...my love is the elephant

in the room.