Nicholas Neato Poems

I'm larger then life
I'm actual size
I'm the ink on the paper
I'm the red in the eyes
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Your smaller then ants
Your actual size
Your the head light burnt out
Your loading the nine
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That's the one
The hit I'm looking for
Filled up these lungs
Face hits the floor
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Yep, that's it
Point blank
I hate your dad
I hope he passes
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Will love ever be enough
To save this world
From evil people
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Symmetrical somethings
Floating, centuries away
Centuries past
And rhythm passed today
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Shovel faster
One more foot to finish
I got the width just right
You'll be a perfect fit
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Make Progress
Through the process
Life's a lesson
Not a test
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This was the ripest
My fruit could get
Now I'm hungry and I'm strung out
I could never fake it
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Tragedy privileged
Granted the life of a mime
Looking for salt to wound the alter
Looked deep in the passage of time
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