Negative
thoughts
about
myself
and
others
feel like
Holy hell.
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Oops!
There
goes
another
hair.
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Who
they
are now
and where
they are
or are
going
is
not a
business
worth a
tithe.
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I want
a refund
on all tithed
thoughts
about
me,
you,
and a
life in a
future hell.
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if only
they
had
left
my
Soul
allOne
in their
feelings
that reached
my thoughts
like radio
waves
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let’s all
just hang
here in
heaven
with
the stars
and call each
other monkey
names while
scratching
each
other’s heads
wondering why
we wrinkle
and lose
so much
hair
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I’ve decided
I’ll be back
to read
my
own
wavey
words
in another
life and
form,
having
no idea
(I) wrote that
once upon a time.
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I want a
refund
on
your
negative
thoughts
about me.
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No thought is
mine or
even
yours.
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