Luke Ski Poems

World is spinning and the carousels
Spin everything broken

Mislead light and black holes
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My glasses are tinted my liquids transparent


Let me tell you lies don't fall off like dead leaves
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We end up in unlikely place
I carried on being a burden
You've cut me off and let me
Free flash from lights - -
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So help me bullets I will meet my maker
So help me gun I will have justice as made

By me.
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