Hound Astral

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AChild
AChild
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Sun of a bitch
I wated until after ate
you don't love me
you sun of a bitch
somebody will love me
I been wateing all day
- Charles Bukowski

this star to break
the world in such definition
from mutt mother
made strong minus love example
burning air, casting her in brilliant orange,
sun of a bitch

So soft with the ladies
the one who need dicktators
can't push the point
my cock a valentine viewed from above
they self consume screaming
"I wated until after ate."

Can't control the pressure
they want to leave fingernail blood
in the mud while I pull them under earth
Can't help but to push them through the strata
"A pedestal is not passion" They cry,
"You don't love me.

You sun of a bitch
your teat the milky way
the way you lay with please and thank yous
does nothing for the bruises I crave
the hairs that need
pulling out by the root."

Somebody will love me
when I learn to smile wolf
leave fur in the bed
piss on property
make bitches of all I see
bite loves nose for a cartilage dance

I have been wateing all day
my voyage cross the sky slow
got to reign my violence
to bruises but not strain
to control the limits of the dark heart
turn on the rays and put cancers in the skin

AChild
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