Balloons, Clouds, And Dreams

Wolf eat wolf
Barked the dog
Make an offering to god
Damn
That goddamned
What does it mean to burn a sheep
Smoke signals
Smoke singles
Fight myself
I'll die myself
Balloons, clouds and dreams
Though simple
These thought build temples
It's hard to knock walls down
Destruction of constructions
Flexing proper functions
Punctuation
Never Stutters
Programmed to rap fast
Your trash acts are half assed
I'll blast past
I must contrast
My good half to your bad self
Preserve health
Spare wealth
To die broke
Is it liquid or crystal diode
Die old
The pistols a fistful
Wistful
Wishful
Beg
Feel the vague
Regretful longing
The engine is bogging
My lyrics are bleeding
Enough notes for internet blogging
My groggy quotes
To hold the keystrokes of genius
It isn't a coincidence
In need of a defense mechanic
Mechs take over the planet
Meet their end
To my calloused hands
Heros stand to fall fast
In tall grass or in deep springs
Tram quicksand
Slight of hand
They're quick to register a man
You're born an ID
With IVs
I was born dying
I was born dying
I was born dead
Too much bitting
Not enough writing
Too many pens
Pins in this frog
For dissection
Cut a man so they can pick him apart
Pick apart a man so they can cut out his heart
Pardon my garden
It's not my job to condone or condemn
But goddamn
I'm only human
Time consuming
Count myself out
I free dive
It's ominous
I got canceled
I cancel pencil habits
Drawing smoke through stoags
No need for stencils
In a sketch ass world
So sick
Mind-state
Pie plates or charts
All while folding origami art
The paper's razor sharp
Flat, dull, horizontal, vertical
Practical
Shit, I've yet to achieve
Any of my goals



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Dampier
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