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Bone

“B‎one”

 

‎Purple trees

Herbal teas

Please pass the brownies

Hunger is mounting

Drowning in thirst

What’s worst

This won’t be the first

You gon’ need a nurse

Or join the earth

I won’t play fair

Or buss in the air

Give up position

Muzzle break

Increase my reach

Don’t fux with me

Make your head

Meet your feet

Discretion applied

Just know ‎I’m a ride

Move with shadows

Burgundy puddles

Remain when your removed

I can’t lose

Gotta have rules.

 

A: Poetic Thought By: Ronald T.

 

“B‎one” Is A Poetic Thought by: Ronald Thompson © Copyright Musiqplug 2014, All Rights Reserved.

 

Sponsored By: Frank Electronics

 

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