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But, Mr. Adams

William Daniels

1776

1969

it
To your legal mind and brilliance we defer

Is that so?
Well, if I'm the one to do it
They'll run their quill pens through it
I'm obnoxious

In moments of weakness
We rip off our wings
In moments of strength
We set them ablaze
Keeping the quill's
To pen all our grief
Over the judgement for

The lists and charts I write

Nobody knows
What the future holds
Existence of the end
The destiny unfolds
Quills and pens are down
Cocked and ready to go
Life

a quill pen

I still remember A street
My heart misses a beat
Our time here is short and sweet
Living in Abqaiq is hard to beat

the time, bill it into the night
Fill it, minute, ink quill, pen it til' I'm sick, ill
Running like a treadmill, I continue it, still
Emphatically sew this,

Fela Kuti
Black religion
I'm a man with vision
So I'ma spit that Suga Free
Rass Kass
Kendrick
Immortal Technique how I pen shit
Quill like Daylyt
Between

through this storm

'Be the quill pen, witness
of my eloquent words
extraordinary adventure of a simple man by deep seas
all is this just a daydream?
you

I don't have the passion I won't make the grade
Hand me a notebook and my Samurai blade
I mean a quill, pen or a pencil
It's essential
Gotta get my

the quill pen
The nights I see you 
I'm drowning in spirits
I know you dont mean it 
I know you can't see it
But these dreams is keep me lifted
Making me

hot as a kettle
I don't rap I take Quill pens describe life in a letter when lighting was weather
Now the only raining on windshields is Fuji water in

writers all through the night

They tear down the scarecrows and dine with the birds
Trading quill pens for biscuit tins and bread crumbs for words
There

understanding, I feel again. 
How to scratch the pages of a quill pen. 
Scrolling through time after time. Parchment dilapidated books. 
Like obsessed with

for the good ones
Whoa

Sealed envelopes, open bottles, trash can, office chair
Desktop, nameplate, quill pen, and a bowl of pears
Big Steve, lost ease,

I'm packed with disaster 
Run 
Run 
Run 
Run 
Run
Run
Run
Fast as you can 
Else 
You tender apology 
Hand written 
Quill pen 
Don't fuck with me 
I'm

Bach with the quill pen
It's 1808 and I'm spilling ink
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Nobody gives a fuck
About your pictures
Of the moments
Of your life.
Nobody gives a fuck
About your stabbing poems
Written with a quill pen
Just

quill pens
As a means to their ends
Let's talk about people you think you can trust
Now honey, there's nothin' more dangerous
But that's not the story

on
The air felt so still, I guess this is the hill
I guess this is the will I will write on
The back of this bill, with my pen as my quill
And I hope you'll

never grow up not really
Pen and quill
Writing my poetry and
Even still
It's the marks that make me me

Anyway
I'll hurt for days and
I will say
It was

physics
Quantum leaps ahead of where your conscious visits
I repeat, in case some of your conscious miss it
So exquisite
I needed a quill to pen this
You

miller spins grindstone hydroelectric filaments
startling archer heart beating harder until it skips
soiled jeans, pointedly using these quills for pens

tablets
I quill, I pen, I ink
Call it whatever you want, I'm just a wordsmith
And don't confuse me for a prodigy 'cos I'm not
And I am not a genius either

Face for me, faithfully favour me
Spread the seed, fled the scene, never seen
Again, Ghastly ain't it, past'll Haunter
Mirror taunt ya, end of quill

The non-local medicine
Letters of reverence, red quill and pen
Standing for love
Or have you abandoned the touch?
The world is cold,
All we need is the love
All