Title: Impressions
Posted On: 2015-11-15 08:49:18 UTC

There's no more skin twisting impressions on my palms Why do I go where I don't exist? Same hands, same cliff Same sight, different scent My hands, free now Manifesting aftermath Don't be pretentious There was Andy Warhol, there was Basquiat There were muses & Madonna, there was influence Nothing physically given, take back your concept Do not desire the tired Liquids from pussy won't start your fire

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