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Frame The World

But not my destiny...

By Morten JensenPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
Frame The World
Photo by Alex Iby on Unsplash

Roll up your sleeves and spit your lies at me

Lick the poison off my skin

Your grin as wide as the gates of hell

But yours is not my sin

Throw up, blow up, show up, your fuckup

Bury your head in my womb you are safe

Eat the apple off my tree

Frame the world with your liquid tongue

But not my destiny

Live up, give up, take up, your fuckup

Your public climax, wipe it off my screen

Kiss me goodbye before the end

Just another reason to believe

I cannot be your friend

Line up, tie up, fire up, your fuckup!

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Morten Jensen

Lyricist, blogger, nutritionist, coach, gay, accountant, runner, lover of life, and so much more. Helping gay men get unstuck from stress and anxiety.

Work with me: https://www.changeforth.com

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