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what not a sign time and in chimes

wat frog you got der?

what a little froggy.

it is cold and lonely there.

dark and i don't want to go home.

but inside my pockets

a picket line

of white south africa

laughing on the bed

in HIS room

cause we are all male

made is HIS image

jesus was an anarchist

mega churches make me tighten my abdomen in fear

i like basements & wine

no one really knows how to believe that maybe just maybe

there is something

and maybe you won't ever get it

but there is goodness

and well-intentioned words and syllables

can't always get thrown away

Im in love.

i can feel it.

nothing can harm me.

im  golden fairy.

i fly and im dirty.

it;s okay a little birdie told me

one of these days

rain away yer eyes out

i love you so much

i dont even know you

we all have issues

like running rolling toilet paper

maybe it was just a misunderstanding

your war that finger on my nose

im not just a wizard.

im not just sad.

i'm an angel.

i'm not just angry,

i'm not just crass.

this blood is mine ya know

i'm a golden fairy

ya kno