face up and take the hit. i'm not being the bastard i once was.
i've been writing so long these words are shit but i'm not being the bastard i once was. june rises up and eeps' away whatever i see fit - i call my own best friend a thief. the past retains and my teeth itch - i'm drinking alone and i drink deep.
raised on gold and sleep no more. clay opens me up and takes my side. to put simply, i'm breaking up. these bricks are strong, but this gap is wide and i'm not sure if we've got enough. face up and take the hit. i'm not being the best like i once was. my hands are cracked, my knuckles split but i'm not being the best like i once was. if i was a child i could fake having fits. i go running around and fall down hard. i could spit at the mouth, i could clench my fists, i could go peeling my face off - that's a start.


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