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make a move or feel the urgent hand of sacrifice slap you like a silly bastard

I take back what I said about myself
but then again
oh then again
what the fuck is that
shit, I would have kept my face planted in the stink of drool on the pillow
for
no
reason
what so ever
but there were birds
and
traffic
and
I was still in need of commotions punch
I sat up
I had done this before
seemingly everyday for quite awhile
it is going to continue this way
I will not deem this a problem
acceptance has such a pretty face
tolerance takes the ugly form of anything else
so
on to the highlights
I crack my neck
twist my back to no adieu but the stiff bolts of the sore rump I am used to
stand up
now
standing here
foot to the grid
thats all I needed
yes
it certainly was-