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Fortune Tellers Know

sitting across from me you are a hanged man sacrificing one of his eyes for a chance at a sacred alphabet at a chance to gamble to decipher the blueprint of this life When will you cheat death and redefine your life fortunetellers know when will you meet with your destiny and perhaps redevelope ytour fate something fortunetellers know sitting across from me dangling on your lifeline suicidal ghetto jesus geniusus never had a turn to turn the teacup and dizzy up the girl something the fortune tellers know roll the dice see it another way stigmatised and bleeding the lines blur and decieve you cant send the rescue when the newscrew wont do anything to get caught up in the truth of whose in the midst of the thirteen dead end drive re work the living will something the fortune tellers know I put myself here in this position i second guessed this ultimatum i dumbfounded this situation never wonder why i called it in and noticed when nothing happened something fortunetellers know redlights and blue lights sirens and deadlight no rescue coming sickened by it all left the tips for the nearly murdered called the news crew the deal never called off the tower fell the deal with the devil the day came help never came something about dangling on a string fortune tellers know nothing about knowing nothing where to hide how to pretend how to lie how to slide away where to cry where no one will see what disguise for the alibi the famous never deny the truth its way out of hand the fortuneteller knows how many have reached out and just need some grounded advice who knows the reality of their life cheating death to escape desperate graves getting away from yesterday caught up in today just to find ou tomorrow never came too late for their destiny and you dont have to accept this fate dangling from this string rework this alphabet and bleed into me reaching out for nothing blood on our hands society blackmailed no big deal fortunetellers nose bleed

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Date: 1/20/2010 1:02:00 AM
hey this piece is tight,you are my favorite poet on this site so far, suicidal ghetto jesus that is genius, keep it up nate
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