Justin Bieber (Remove filter)
Judging Justin
The net drips contempt
for a chicken
tied to sing in his teens;
from nothing out of nowhere,
unaware and unprepared.
Damaged
by the jagged
little splinters
made of gilt.
Contractually paid to play,
and play;
to play,
and play
again;
to make the pay his mother never could.
Brains of Braun - chicken pawn
can’t feel a silence of the mind
...Saturday 1st February 2014 11:35 am
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