For you by me

Baton Rouge, Louisiana
July 7, 2013 7:08pm CST
Whiskey droplets on my fingertips on your tongue soured nights of too many meaningless conversations ...Brain wash baby... wash your mind in that sweet baptismal water of your people if they'll have you. For us by us they say but you are not one of us and you are not one of them. Chant out your tribal tongue louder maybe they'll listen but they won't because you don't Come from a place that is real and creole you say... My soul is the black hole that yours will never be because I am the truth. All you are motherf***er is words
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