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so frail,

Millions of the World is infected,
Millions of the World is rejected,
Incised, enticed, tailored to your size
For your negative side you gets the cordial invite,
To making other people millions while you remain stale,
Meanwhile left in a World left with no skill for the World is feeding off shale,
Corporate starving Males Just so they can pimp Females,
A forced tailspin whirlwind straight into hell,
On a boat on a turbulent river where your spirit is the only thing that can bail,
Left in a hard world when the Human is so frail,
Opium over Weed or you're left to see jail,
No wonder the only perfection had it's hand and feet nailed,
-stuckhere

timelines (edited)

With words I embrace like arms to express the love louder than car alarms,
Expedite love light exponentially, the task of ease mannered elementary,
To ease Human lives as a whole is hope to the point to where real happiness replaces all mopes,
Does it matter how shoulders got soaked from tears, when actions now can destroy all timelines that has fear,
-stuckhere

hug you thrice

Take this misfortune It doesn't fit me,
Wrap me In what I think is nifty,
Let me keep my spirit yet look spiffy,
Give us all our want to put it simply,
tired of the bumbles,
tired of the rearing to the humbles,
is this really home,
my life wants more to own,
to my life my easy kitty,
hug you thrice my stars of you,
my universe grant me my wishes,
from the light I know it's you,
-s t u c k h e r e