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    bill romanowski
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    WOODEN TEETH-

    DRAG YOU FOR A MILLION MILES VULTURES FLY WIT HUNRGY EYE
    HE TOLD ME DIE I SURVIVE U N I STILL MULTIPLY WATER FORM I DIVIDE
    WIT AXE SWINGS THRU SILVER SKIES SAMURAI STYLE MENTAL
    CH CH CHABLAU YOU COLLIDE DO OR DIE HOMOCIDE YOU SUICIDE
    TONIGHT STREETLIGHT FLICKER LIKE FLAME FOR FIEND PIPE
    MY SCENE LIKE WHAT I SEEN IN NIGHT VISION
    THE SLICE RIPPIN FABRIC OF TIME MY BLADE WEAVE
    CARVE YOUR RIBCAGE TO VERTABRAE SHINE LIKE SWORD GLEAM
    NOBODY SAW ME HOODED IN SHADOWS AMBUSHIN ARMYS
    CONSUME LIKE A BOTTOMLESS PIT MY GREEDY WARNING
    YOU FEAR ME HAUNTING TOMBSTONE SMOKE LIKE BLUNTS SPARKING
    I SPEAK WIT TIMBER TEETH LIKE COFFINS FULL OF DECEASED
    GRAVEYARD HUNGER A CONSUME SOULS WHEN I EAT
    RELOAD THE HEAT WITH MY GUNSLING REACH TO FAST TO SEE
    BLACK DOVE WHITE CROW SLOW TOAKS MY CITY WEEPS
    PITY GUILLOTINE VICTIMS I SENT THEM MY DEADLY CHOPS
    STORM DROPS OF CHLOROFORM ACID WILTED THE SAFFRON
    BE GONE WIT THE WIND LIKE MY HOLLOWTIP SPIN
    WOODEN MAN FACING FLOWERS AND BIRDS BECOME THE EARTH
    STILL I SEARCH THRU THE AGES OF MY LAST DAYS CURSE

    BLOCK POETRY-

    BLOCK POETRY GRIMEY AS THE ASH ON MY NOTES
    SILENCE SPOKE A THOUSAND WORDS MY BLOCK HAS NOT QUOTE
    SCRAPE DRO OFF MY PAPERMATE LIKE MY CHASIS SPARK THE ENTRYWAY
    DREAMS GOT CRUSHED WHEN THE BRICKS WAS LAID
    ROCKS OF CRACK FROM THE COCAINE CLOSE YA SHADES
    HEARD THE SIRENS ON THEY WAY STILL THE KIDS IS STARTING DAYS
    EVEN THOUGH THE PIT BULL IS OUT THE CAGE
    NEVER TRUST A SNAKE THEY EAT MORE THEN THEY WAY
    EYES IN THE SAGE TOLD ME CRIME ONLY PAYS
    WHEN YOU BREAK FROM YOUR CHAINS IT STILL RUNS THRU YO VEIGNS
    WALK THE STAIRS TILL YOU LEARN THERES MORE QUESTIONS THEN THERES ANSWERS HERE
    WALK THE ROAD OF LIFE IN SEARCH OF SOLUTIONS CRYSTAL CLEAR
    INSTINCT KEEP A PISTOL NEAR
    ITS BEEN RAININ FOR THE PAST FEW DAYS I THINK THE GOD SHED A TEAR


    blessed with the knowledge of self minminal health
    timid when the sun rise i'm tired of hell
    in the darkness with my blunt sparked scribbling brail
    out the window old gods drinkin bags by the mail
    conversatin on past days remembering trails
    taught by the lessons of pops teachings to gods
    wisdom passed jewels given to grace
    lost in this maze show you the way just walk wit the dog


    SERENADE OF RAIN

    sing the serenade of rain for the followers that came
    to my grave i await but the day i never claimed
    a serenade of rain tear drops turn to stains
    living in the cage locked in my chains


    its raining outside my window puttin flames out that lit the candle
    leaving me to think about my life and where did this shit jus up an dismantle
    it seems like so long that i've been hungry searching for a mouse to eat jus something
    steal from a thief to me its nothing now i think maybe he was struggling
    if it was meant to be then it is nothing is infinity except my whole click
    now as i sit an sharpen this shiv staring at the tally marks written in tha brick
    now as i think about this garden in silence try to understand hows theres dirt in the cement
    how these seeds gonna grow amongst rain no sunshine cuz nights here to stay
    tired of the endless tired of my sentence please let me break from my chains


    you kno its hard when your mind gets restless thinkin of ways to evade what chases
    in these last days of my concious state i wanna say even in sleep i'm not safe
    if i told you once then i told you enough pay attention you will learn anything you want
    tired of pacing tired of erasing tired of these same thoughts racing
    tried to shed light on my shadow-- even though he knew i had to pick my battles
    i had to think about it-till-it-hurt duke my cell is too small-to-run-these-circles
    brutal lyfestyles consider it a virtue
    time is a enemy the hands will prolly doom you
    die amongst my dogs wit a nine stacked perfect
    howlin at the moon cuz the form i'm so used to
    back to the shackles that my soul is attached to
    in the cell where mental see out the castle
    the rains singing serenades till the keys rattle
    but i wait till that day while the dog travels


    more to come
    gas masked up kerosene cocktails/
    cough syrup warm 40 and my lost spirit../
    pray for me holy gohhhhst iss all bad ohh baby oh noo/
    an so slow the world spinnin.../
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