I really hate my muse. She come and go as she choose. I need inspiration now bitch, I got shit due. No no-no, bitch you play by MY rules. I writing off the top of my head. I'm baked as a cake so I didn't take my meds. But peace feels every inch of my body. It erupts like a orgasmic pulse smooth and rowdy. In my 6th bedroom cozy and snug. Watching my damn dog and protecting my rug. I enjoyed this moment shooting the shit. Hate it or love it, I can take it!
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