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And this is the time for marking time

Marking time with ink and paper
Marking time with film and light
Marking time with drinks consumed
Or friends who

Of Tin, Technically It’s The Ink
These Markings On My Body Represent All Of My Sins
Bitch You’ve Been Feeding Lies
No I Can’t Compromise
It’s Just Me,

Dig, man
Dug and squiggled marking in ink squids have been here

Many projections from the consciousness chameleon in camouflage
Heat-seeking pop star

and rose with me as it fell to the ground gasping and flailing parts
We stood over it, a feeble spray of ink marking paths in the defiant soil
A pile of pale

in vain  

My problem, I don't think before I speak
Let the words flow out, marking paper with the ink
Black scars is permanent
Breaking point's

my demons won

I wonder what they'd think
If they were still around
Covering my skin in ink
With these markings I'm bound
Here I sit and here I drink

Leave me alone to determine these things
This is why I don't have any permanent ink
And no markings
But a heart on my sleeve
Wear a cutoff when they feel

I got ink on the wall marking how much i'm growing

And im runnin so fast i can't see where i'm goin

Never dip in the pool just run up and dive in

Bad mind sets lead to mental STRUGGLES

Marking lyrics with a pen and pad
Like a principal so bro you can
Call me SEAMORE

Living life my way I'm tryna

this so perfectly certainly
Never occurred to me
Spilling ink murder beats
On a serial murder spree
My demons are lurking deep
Filled with absurdity

kills to be me
The memories fade but the ink don't
I might put you on my skin, but the people don't know
Simple, I can't lose you on my sleeve, no
I'm

Inherited Scars

Sage Francis

Personal Journals

2002

to thinkI probably put this ink on my back for him 
I want you to laugh and sing more, 
But you dropped anchor in a place
where dreams go to die and you're

head to the hollow sound inside 
The tool of the trade marking the scene of the crime 
Pays the price while I'm taking my time 
Dedicating every single

Always I swallow heavy ink and the sin of this man 
And lust for curvatures I hold kiss the lips of this pen it's close  
But never close enough I'm

the expression
Written in ink
They never thought to ask what I think
I always sought to dig deeper than small talk
I had questions
No one had answers
I had Jesus

Gotta stay plotting
Cause every day I'm rotting
Don't wanna go til I make a marking (I don't)
Carving my name into stone
Theres no erasing 
Don't go

run on loose leaf, meet at points blotted with ink 
Pages fill with your scrawl; marking the city as you are

The line you draw connects paper cups

Fuck being rich I want sum Barbeque
Don't ever think I'm trying to copy you
I wanna see where your heart where the fight in you
Erase the ink I gotta

on a whim
floating white canvas unfolds feeds back again
and there's colored blue ink on my hands
will someone please help me to stand

alive cried the pages

often?
But I Fault myself
For not seeing the evil markings
To the dust be bitten
Sweep him right under the carpet
Around the scheming type
Always give

For the hoes that
Just how I think
Marking my presence
With these tires
Ain't no need for ink
That girl a liar
She got a man
But still wanna link
They

of ink
I hear the noise
Of every pick
The cows that walk
Around the chalk
The hole that
Vaporizes smoke

I'll make a grave 
For legs of chair
I'll call it

anymore
I go
Sweep
Clean up my mind
Put my demons to
Sleep

So I do not give a fuck
What you think
I'm doing this for me my soul
Tatted ink
Paint

to dance
Puke is in my throat, did I think of myself as one

I'm dipping my fingers in the ink
Just to see how deep I need to sink
Marking my way down as I