Just a little something
Take off the edge
Decorating worlds
Using a sledge
Hammer on my hand
not a bullet through the heart
Feels less pain
At least the feel is a start
Trash is just a thought
Beauties more than look
Touch is more than lost
And lost is my old book
Writing something new
Harder than you hate
Talking is always easy
Hard is life in state
Following the dirt
Closing up the out
Vibing all the cells
Who silently do shout
Keep the vibe
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