

A Drunk PoetGirl, write a list of missed lips. Kids, theyll take a risk if covered by the mist of mystery kissed heart flips. Theyre all going to get pissed in the moonlight, dont let your smiles fight the night, just turn to the right and lose sight of sunsets might, put your feels in gear, be sincere, there go all your fears, drink all your beers, the morning light is near, this fright cries: slow down before you hit that deer. Glow now, therefore you float now, oh wow, the sound of a beautiful girl weeping, needing a feeling that increases her meaning shes got a frown resembling tear drops on her majestys crown, stoA Drunk Poet


Drunk. Freestyle.I stumble into super model humble mumbles about how life is somethin. My mind stumbles and it starts to rumble, tumbling down comes a telegram from my inquisitive drunken mind, moment interrupted, drunks bumble like dumb bumble bees bumping into trees and I start to speak: why is it that you get all deep when you're undersea, are you under the influence of Socrates? Seriously? Slurring your life story like you're on Oprah or Maurry. We're quite ordinary, you and me, but apparently alcohol makes everything extra-ordinary, especially you, and, you, too, like Mono e mono and Bono I don't follow, but maybe tomorrow? Girl interrupted, back to theDrunk. Freestyle.


Colliding Words HurtRight handed man dominated by the left side of his world, pulls the trigger blowing up the right side of his world. Oh man, if only he saw both sides of his world, he wouldn't have ended it when his heart went down into the fire pit, so keep both hemispheres fit. Ignite your mind with all your might, then ignite your drive with hemi and write your right like Hemingway, it's the only way, the only way to make sense of the heart's tension, so pay attention, the attention of the 1st division vanguard, and guard your heart before it falls apart like colliding darts, understand the art, like avant-garde, understand that time is only made of sand,Colliding Words Hurt
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step up to the party, disrupt the whole scene.
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Justin
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