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down tales
And photographs to guess from

Slotted into Onkel Karl's top pocket
Is it a white tea strainer?
He clasps his fingers into one giant hand

nevertheless praised
By broken society, number one commodity
Disposed anxiety, replaced with rioting
Evil fighting these, small minor deeds
That change the world

she had fashioned by hand
And watered with all her young tears

There must be a Heaven where little Annie can play
In heavenly gardens and bowers

hand getting off them things time to get that money
Trying to stay alive where he's at 
Because all the boys in the hood really don't know how to act
So

My manifesto is a compound of blood

The sweat that left me long ago

Your fingers move by candlelight

I prefer the closet to the naked sunlight

A melody recalled from a dream

A small city kid
With my fingers torn
Blood on my hands
From the cotton boles
The lives I'll never know

A fallen-down fence

Oh, set alight these old and dusty curtains
Take a breath of smoky air
Recall the one who wakes the sun
To fall upon her golden hair

You were born

the police
Slap boxin' in the streets gettin' his hand game up
So when he come across his enemies
He'll fuck his ass up
All he know is go hard
This lil nigga

You promised 
it would be
the last time 
But behind your back 
you always kept your fingers crossed 
And no one can catch you in a lie 
Since you

Hopeless romantics
I feel your dismay
Writing dumb love songs
While nothing's okay

And my fingers keep picking
Hand keeps on strumming
As disease

yesterday
Baggy jeans and cracked lips on a summer day
Can't remember who you were just yesterday

Mother's rings
Loose around your fingers by the spring

Life like an open book
Worn by the hands of time
Tell me the story
Of the scheme of things
Let me know when the answer unfolds

Gone like the wink

oh true enough
He's gonna make you betta than you thought you was
But one day you will have to pay it back in blood

Hexed voodoo man the witch doctor

ended metaphors
I'll drop by yours and strike with all opposing force
Sleight of hand steeze, you just might believe
This next trick up my sleeve might

HAND SLIPPED OFF HER FINGER
IT WAS OVER
NOW HE HOLDS HER
HAD TO LET GO SHE STILL FILLS HIS SOUL
OVER AND OVER
SHE’LL BE WATCHING OVER
IT WAS OVER
SHE’LL

symphonies of
Knuckles cracking and fingers tapping
Alphanumeric code
Twelve squared minus one
Disorder undone

Entropy flows like magic

The tendency towards

his ten little fingers were the mighty hand of God

With the heavenly hosts we sing hallelujah
He has rested his favor on us
We have peace on the earth,

Ignorant to suggestion
Pointing fingers to no end
Pretty pictures
Valued interests
Uncommon recourse
Transcendent

Categorised and easily referenced

eaten burger
And tipped the waitress more than he could afford
Because she winked at him as she took his dishes away

Steven placed his hands on the cold

morally
Morally sacred
While hatred grows by your hand and fingers
Other people because of your actions lie in bed and lingers
You deserve so much suffering

your hand
Surrounded by fire, hate and destruction
Now you realize that you felt no satisfaction
 
 
The reckoning has come
The clock of vengeance

Though i have closed myself as fingers
You open always petal by petal myself
Nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

A gentle touch from a cruel hand
There is no love where the careless confide
This rusty heart beats 
Keep your faith in the cutlery
Cut, cut, cut,

Old haunts dissolve
under a question's finger
in the true light
she rises and sets
a pitch pine fire, made vague
by the in and out sun
the eaves are