Manipulator
Manipulator
Manipulator of the corn and sun making waves of amber grains learning to be
future time traveling now just marking time taking up spaces meant to be used
by people just like the eye peggy sue and bobby billy ginger lee using all the
markers calling all the shots calling all the markers in to guarantee a slot
manipulating everyone around them with the worthless they become promises of
sex to pay for some every other word coming from a worthless space saying
things to others a disgrace saying things like oh that well that it does not really
matter why do you keep on bringing that item up to me it does not really matter
much to me a parting shot a drifting howl goodbye a cipher in my eye tomorrow
will be better for that is when we triumph that is when we win tomorrow we will
rise up stronger from the din of all the worthless noises tearing all the ears away
tomorrow when the band begins again to play what happened to today
manipulator
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