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Mon, 04/06/2015 - 00:36 -- Novax

Wheres the god i always wanted

i feel like my minds haunted

Everytime my eyes wide closed

theres a slim chance its open

how do you know the grass is green

if you aint on the other side

one time i saw the sky watching me from a birds eye

eye see the birds fly but i think they just high

passed the blunt to an iguana n he started to cry

realised that flys aint fly n he aint really in theskys

now he got his third eye he could eye the back of the food chain

the link wasnt strong so i ate him n did his first name

you prolly wont get that like dimes on the floor

wonder why you think dime bitches worth more

you aint got no six cents

you need a knock on the head

realeyes nobodys there to look after you right before die

hope the cocoa full yo basket like a jesus shrine.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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