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Poitry Lyrics
its my head full of poetry its touchin that botton pullin the leverits never
sayin never its cance and its foreveritseein things in slow mo to be fast its
bein in the futcher but still livin in the past its the smoke riseing from the
chard asses its the every day terf
classes its the landscape overflowing withe crowd masses
its the moment of thruth when ur word gets testedits compleate madness its sinn
withought bliss is your
chest and my fist its the process of inventivness
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