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A Love Supreme
1 min readFeb 16, 2024

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MISFITS

Given my music selection one would think I’m homicidal
Crazy
My favorite lyric of right now is “killed a girl on lovers lane kept her toes and teeth
Every night I stick around until I find my keep
I’ll bring back a souvenir for it’s my mother’s dream.
Mommy can I go out and kill tonight?"
However, I maintain that so long as agoraphobia keeps me to remain
Inside of my domicile scattering them organize that brings me shame
As long as my neighbor doesn’t know my name
And if it disengage from conversation to play my drum because there’s nothing to gain
But then when I do chime in it’s all the same same SAME
Life’s terrible but you’re responsible

Maybe there’s someone to blame

Who came on Lame
Lane
Frame
Pain
Mame
Tame
FAME makes a man take things over
FAME makes him lose hard to swallow
FAME makes a man the one from who the borrow
FAME makes man easy to follow
FAME makes this dead start to listen
Bowie or Danzig
Misfit Young American

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A Love Supreme
A Love Supreme

Written by A Love Supreme

Dissertator of chaos, Prophet of Love Supreme, aggressively emitting Humility, Humanity, and Profanity

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