The Immortal Wize

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Forgiving what I cannot forget

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I wore plaid when I was

Knee high to a doorknob

I hated my dad so much that I

wanted to reach out and touch

knock him out with one punch

my mother got hit so much

I was mad coz she didn't hit him back

he dragged her and gagged her

tried to body bag and toe tag her

at the time I only had a little brother

if he was only older we would

have killed the mutter focker

people say I should have love my father

for what he hated my mother

I didn't care for either one

I had no respect for 'em

true confession after many sessions

put all my feelings in my journal

it went hard like a popcorn kernel

did it with a pencil sharp

like a stencil cutter

burns slow hot like a

blue habanero scrapping bone marrow

painful heat to your throat

cut deep from what I wrote

with pen and pad about my dad

the dead can't talk and defend themselves

if he was alive I'd kill him myself

box him up and mail him to hell

with a black rose pinned to his lapel

I found forgiveness in my heart

it wasn't like that from the start

my heart was in rags torn apart

I felt like Bart "Eat mah Shorts

all the feelings I had to horde

the clouds got darker

it turned cold I needed my parka

I had to pack up

Didnâ€™t have no back up

mama told me to behave

stop stomping on his grave

to me he was just a man she slept with

treated her like the broom he swept with

blacked the eyes she wept with

to me he was a zero

She sewed him a cape

made him a hero

sent me one night

down on Skid Row

with a hot plate, knife and cake

I found him waiting by a gate

he said I love you

I threw the cake and the plate

pulled out the knife and said too late

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It's Gone Hurt (01102025)

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Sick (0192025)

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Close Call (0182025)

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I'm The Blip (162025)

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Sky (162025)

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Quick Witted

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Concoction

they told us what happened they showed us what happened now their trying to convince us it happened the current event is not new development the evidence is irrelevant ain't nothing to see here other than a elephant jump over the fence and a cow jump over the moon

Broken People Do Great Things (142025)

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That Away (142025)

sometimes I feel as though I'm heading in the wrong direction I could turn around but curious about where it will lead me when I get there I find out I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be, going the wrong way to get there is what lead me here it feel that way sometime

The Third Stage (142025)

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