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A Poet Never Faultiers

I drank my words from the cup of evil lately not holy water Like many I sit in my dungeon of doom on earth trying not to my addictions faultier I'm sitting knee deep in the shitted down reservation sewer street water Im looking for wisdom daily with sinners with calls that I shouldn't be trying to call her I know I be looking for a life filled with silver and gold when I know Im living in copper I know I got a crazy coming my way so I best get on trying to stop her I remember the first time I was in love with lust when I first saw her I know without the water in my life I would scream silent as I would quietly holler I know I been like a bunny moving around in life that sometimes people call me a hopper I know I been kicking it in the field so much that people tell me I should start playing soccer I should be more of an actor of actions and less more of a talkitive talker I know I got what I got so I will be a poet that will never ever faulteir

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