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the projects
buildings built in crosses petitioning to God to look down below and spare the minds that will soon fall victim to the old ways of the old winos that fell victim to the snow that doesnt fall from the skies but shoots up their noses so that their eyes glisten as little children anticipating christmas days and thanksgiving nights
the ways of the old generation cripple the thoughts of the clean slated youth birthed out the womb and here we see them live the same ways as the parents who are in approximity to age as there own child running wild in the streets looking for love or the lack thereof with non applicable standards and means to where we seem to think we know oh so much
so we touch
we feel
we kiss and arousal begins and forms from the depths within
cardinal sin # 1
it only last for 30 seconds above the sun
no thoughts form until the process it complete
and the screams take place in the midst of heat
lets not wait till the water runs dry
an oasis
where we know 30 seconds can multiply like cells that divide into blastocysts and form the fetus to repeat the cycle of malnutrition or should i say maltreatment
the mind is a terrible thing to waste

BRIII