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Government Gimps
Delusions of grandeur of being superior, definitive lines drawn and hacked up on a mirror. The Earth trembles and all the ghosts have left. Gov't Gimps, Unnerving social locusts. Human livestock and their fodder. No artistic merit, can't hold their weight in dirty water. Gripping onto a fleeting idea with fear of the flame going out. Inner child snuffed with a plastic bag. We will wear these costumes like Halloween until the day that we die. Gov't Gimps. Media slut, rape our attention spans, glue the 3rd eye shut. Netflicks goons. Simeon sex for brains. Woke up this morning with a bullet on my mind. Hell is in the body and Heaven's broken glass smile lacerates my ribs. Your Smart phone knows just how you like it. Daunting. Of human design. Birds of a feather talk about the weather. Gallow fruit, sticky fingers, and preachers draped in leather. Don't you pray for me. Not with that filthy mouth of yorn. The evil that manifests your bones is so easy to justify. Don't pray for me, not with that filthy mouth of yorn. When I die, leave me where I lie, that radiation that corrupts my bones is so easy to justify. #MonkeyBusiness
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