Wild Kindness
compiled by Bryan Drey
a howling in my chest
but I've lost my way
they said I couldn't sing
she sang about getting physical
who are these voices?
the powers of silence
It was all about the hair down to here
he had cut his hair like the men in church
in spite of its own Buddha nature
I dedicate myself to the...
to the tender love and caresses
I wish for you sunshine
remember your hope for tomorrow
Oh my spotted heart
but what's their meaning if I hide them?
she creates in the blind alleys
created by devotion
till the dream seemed real enough to chew
I'm going to offer you my very best CRAP
they seemed to be searching
they're all straight on the outside
I'm so tired....Why?
I'm rarely less than exhausted
I have a juicey ass
the girl whom God didn't love with hair like mine.
You realize we aren't inherently better
but don't bury me in the process
now THAT'S what I'm talking about
but let's keep talking....I don't aspire to be
anything else. It's in God's hands.
Still I rise. You may write me down in history,
with your bitter twisted lies
they said our hands are at stake
you'll see friends die...
being right means not being left,
all of this in order to become
that took its toll
There comes a time for remembrance
for those who sacrificed all
My brother & I finally together
born into chaos we emerged
but when you reached into the depths of
your soul...you found nothing
cry when I heard a shooting star
there was no stronger love, I then
felt God flick the switch.
You are sexually submissive,
What were you wearing? YES!
Yes! Kisses and hugs!
That's very clever of me
yes my skin is soft
I hate hugging strangers...
I feel guilty for that
I can't help myself
I don't know...
it's hard to explain
we are all made of shipwrecks
we only have what we remember
My name is "What's her face"
Sometimes I want to die
to most, suicide is a tragedy
to me it means to be free
Isn't it beautiful?
It's terrifyingly BEAUTIFUL
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL
This is all going to end in
oblivion
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