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Moving Around is Weird

By Andrew WallacePublished 6 years ago 1 min read

Brand new

Brand new to South Carolina, got the best cock.

Pants too right to read and so the painting hit the top.

Self righteous with Jesus even rights become a lot.

We gon talk on masterbation races taxes and the law.

I jerk off a lot.

Help me sleep at night.

I don’t think that’s wrong.

Jesus never came.

That’s a fatal flaw.

He forgave us all.

Never do the same.

Fuck your people want.

Not a prophecy.

I just take it all.

Running like a race.

Trader like my mom.

Ain’t a saying strange?

Baby ‘gainst the law.

Gays can love the same.

All do as they want.

Long as reaper call.

Long arm of the law.

Watch a ticket tok.

Viral death dot com.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Andrew Wallace

@andrewnotlogan for Instagram and Twitter.

I’m hoping to profit from my existential dread. Maybe if I write something ~you~ find worth while my life will somehow transcend my mortal body and I’ll live on forever... but probably not.

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    Written by Andrew Wallace