Ronin ain't doing it tonight, I guess. It's a bit late, but I just got off the road, and here I am now.
Let's start:
Two Advil, and a cup of water
Dull it 'til it can't cut, talk back or offer
an excuse for violence, a cipher in the slaughter
j'accuse the nihilist with Buddha on the blotter
That's you-- the most-wanted, the guest of honor
the ghost summoned for discourse with scholars.
So what it is? whateva--
Eight planets that orbit
my long blonde hair
not one fuck to forfeit
Submitted December 23, 2018 at 08:20AM by PaladinBen http://bit.ly/2Gzxzrj
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