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[40oztofreedom_]

I was steppin on a furry park
just the other day when we buried you
and the berry juice was spread apart
as we said so so long to the purest parts of our insides

I was stepping on my lovers back
when the call came in to stamp my head
with a brazen image of a delicate girl, who
always wore gloves to her own flower bed

I was sittin in a winter basket
in the flashing lights of a library
at the time of indiscretion please!
I will never love the same
I will never love the same again.
I will never love the same

I hope that your guns and knives
have got your sweaty minds at ease
cause if they don’t, go pollute the river
with bulletholes to drought that stream of blood.