Buddy saw a heart.
Buddy saw a heart so torn apart
It could not find it’s family.
No organs found turned out to be
That liver, forgiver.
Could you not come hither?
Your memory forgiver?
A bad boy.
Is no choice.
Pappa gonna do his bidding.
Even if Pappa not living.
He works through genes and
In betweens
Pappa likes to pretend dead now
No eye movement, holy cow.
Got a big deal that pop’s do feel.
Someone gonna go to hell now.
Someone gonna go and holy hell
That someone is he.
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