Retreat from Facebook Hill (or I lost my thrill….)
This time,the last jail time spent, for sharing photos of arrests at Kahuku tilting at windmills Brutal Truths: Only reason we stayed too long was to share the lives from Facebook Hill because if not us than who will but we can't live here no more. It's all in the music ,only way to go. Focus on the tick tock of a geiger counter Check your atoms at the door. Still no nuke em First person shoot em where we parted company on the rocky road of love. Stream of consciousness only way to ever go this media too slow face to face, soul to soul only way to go now cause can't dance partner with your respected breitbarter ban non grifter face beck and call i stan in my solitude - grace me- to be always free of the red light of the poison pen of the gaslight in the limelight expecting we could always be friends in a virtual universe a curse that's hard to break down addiction constriction of the blood flow through my veins too long waiting for rain catching every typo false move proof reader supposed to be a rainmaker taker of pain swallower The twittering birds where it's always raining cats and dogs and natural disasters the medicine wheel is in the sky now everything you can imagine is real
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LIzard
11/10/2019 03:03:34 pm
LOve you too! TY for coming here to my little world.
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