10/24/2022
Momento mori, momento cordis, amicis
When I wake up early in the meraid of minium morning, I'm only I'm only I'm only ?? I'm only what ?
Am I a shadow? AM i a man, the Man? The MAN i may or may not be nor do I care to cut the line that coke choke shut down like a?
(hhhHHHUUUUUHHHHHHH????)
Not a joke, but a mirror it MAYbe.
Broken the shard that came from the mirror.
I'm not always there in person, I know, nor am I there in spirit, nor am I there in person all the time
I'm a 20yr 6, 4' kid with a mean bearly beard, silver tounge-ed teeth with a black tooth grin and pearly white smile
I'm a kid from a broken home, manned by another kid(this one, not just a man) but a self-singed pile of ash, ragged dressed from the chains pulling him from the drab and grave
In this home of shaky stilts, slittited deep in sh*tty kits of rotten sinted splints.
The slots of random
(Thoughts of fandom?)
Never-neva-sliva-thru-tha-silva
Backwards Proverbs never reach the ears of singed and burning ears