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Sickling your cells

from Mope by Tim Islander Newman

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Cider semolina dramas
Stuck in my teeth
I'm a rabbit on the run
Hold your gun, son
I'm a turkey molester
So sick and tired, so sick and tired
But I'm greedy.

Maybe you should run, son.

You flail, blame, hard done to, but I'm sickling your cells.

Please don't look at me
No, go
Don't contact me
I'm fired up like a tired goat man boy
Take a moment, my brain swells
I'm lost.

Maybe you should run.

You flail, blame, hard done to, but I'm sickling your cells.

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from Mope, released September 23, 2020

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Tim Islander Newman Peacehaven, UK

I live by the sea. I play guitar. I sing. I feel older than I am. I look older than I feel. I am tired. I am anxious. I am lucky.

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