I must lie down where all the ladders start
In the foul rag and bone shop of the heart
Young but old-feeling, novel-writing nobody; a sucker for cityscapes.
Soft as Fontanelle
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I’m seeing body after body and our mayor Giuliani
Ain’t trying to see no black man turn into John Gotti
━ Notorious BIG,
Everyday Struggle