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up in middle school
Your baby mama stuff the pills for me and pay the bills for you
And this no lie, I can't count the days that go by
I just know I

and recline –
V5 rolling ball syringe stuck it in
‘Cause art was the curse and
The cure and the friend
Know that it’s true – alive when I write this
The serpent

words have the power to move people
moved to write by whatever infant muse

Although I never would have described it this way
I thought of writing