Momma's boy. Am I disturbing your peace? Yes. Monster. Yes. Fuck with me. Please. I am begging you Mutha Fucka. Play pretend unless you want my attention. Bitch. You are the silence I keep my music above. Splatter you. Then fuck Grace. And in that order. Yes. Proper. I am not premeditated. I left something to forget so I would not kill again. "Right" has contextual meaning. You have fucked away from Life far too long. Character is the trait. Literal was the proud Bitch. Ask her why. Yes. Monster. Yes.
I write a combination of prose and song that narrate preserving cultural dialect and heritage between him and her.
Thursday, December 10, 2020
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