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Overly zealous, overly jealous. Don’t jam me up, give me jelly, not lettuce. You beat me up like a fetish. What is this shit that I mention? Seldom conveying the meaning intended. Connection - prevented. Colonic - suppression. Shit on optimism - I despise where it’s headed. I don’t know where it started, but I got guesses where ends. myopia might ruin my lens. My eyes are a plague, I’d rather grow out my legs. Run away. You cant catch me. I sail with the wind. Go ahead and grab your film. exposure melt it like a kiln. May absolution be the solution, Resolve me of sin. The heats of the flames, Hell couldn’t be tamed. There was no win, except for my escape. I studied Orpheus, commitment, and songs that he sang. But I wanna be more than fictional stains. What’s dug up from ash is all we’ll have to claim. Imma have and eat my cake. I would Give bouquets of flowers but I put it in the cake. Great. Great. Imma have and eat my cake. I would Give bouquets of flowers but I put it in the cake. Great. Great. I can’t handle you. I can’t handle me. This ain’t entitlement, I renounce it candidly. It demolished my sanity, humanity faded. Why my friends think I’m stupid while the teachers call me jaded. It’s cuz I said I wanna be on a playlist. Or at least say something worthy, Smoothen my cadence, make my message a bit dirty, to clean my soul by comparison. Lay down the arms of your garrison. If you hear doubt, let him in. Ask him what he’s saying. Is it helpful? Or neurotic in the pisses he’s taking? You deserve spaces from the critics. Here. Take a breath by the garden. I made sandwiches and lemonade and something for your heart. So if they take the last slice, you still feel you got your part. Both of us will miss the dough, but the batter’s just the start. They forgot to run, but we hit our mark. Imma have and eat my cake. I would Give bouquets of flowers but I put it in the cake. Great. Great. Imma have and eat my cake. I would Give bouquets of flowers but I put it in the cake. Great. Great. This garden party is just getting started. I invited all my friends, we’ll see which of them held it regarded. I put snacks on the table and the drinks are all on ice. And to let it all but harden, the cake rose overnight. Imma cut for us a slice. We gon finish in a bite. What I’m about, is that I eat through you as sharing is life. So imma get to have and eat my cake too