Growing cloud of darkLaughing at theDog's bark.Television pulses,Master's outline convulses.Rain taps remindOf hopes and identitiesThat bind,Only visions of Johanna Can light their mind.
Dylan is a whiny plagiarist.
Bob Dylan here, wrote that poem right after winning the nobel for literature.
Does the ghost of electricity howl in the bones of her face?
Yeah, fight me
Not poetic. Not deep. Not interesting. Please stop sharing.
Johanna is a b****
You're weak. She's beautiful.
You're weak, you should've been aborted
To bad you didn't do that right?
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