'Ridiculous Mentality.'
By blackheart
Finding fallen footsteps, Frozen in the frost. Flawless fabricated feet, Forged upon the floor. Could you call it crazy, Insane it is. But, bewildered is i, To find all this. Lasting lusty lollipops, Lulling in the lowly light. Ludicrous licking leaving, Lazy in the juicy loot. Could it all be madness, Indeed, it is. But, estranged is i, To gain but this. Basking buttered Bacon, Bored on sun drenched beach. Burning busty bubbling, Briskly in the heat. Could it all be senseless, Intent, it is. But, coward is i, Not to face up to this. Written December 19th, 2001 © on Dec 18 2001 10:59 PM PST, harry luck 0 • 10
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"Finding fallen footsteps,..."