cry
they ask the coming nite they are
like the citizenry of rome shivering while caesar crosses the rubicon
like the return of so many lonely childhood nites
like the meeting where it was discussed that the point of it all is getting hoes i mean
it's the death of beauty really
of spring
of young
of rejuvenation
alas
doctor pretty toes' traveling fall-in-love show my dear is sadly
now
no
more
nope nossir no new blood for the niner
[a velvet rope put up by micromanaging hands]
like camels separated from the water in they humps
oh
it's not fair he says to the clouds coming out of the back of airplanes and blocking out the blue sky
it's not fair
1 for the 369 Crew:
this is the prettiest thing i've read on the internet today besides the earlier awesome thing ty wrote today but this makes me feel scared and sad why ty why?
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