responsibility
By bruised
one more thought to edit with highlighter ambitions claspin hands around sins and tears could've killed with metal monsters and sleepy eyed sadness to make me wicked bar'd cage home where i would've suffer'd rape of my soul and viking raid lost experiences due to instability of blu sky'd dysfunctionin nuclei pumpin out electric bile into the septic temples where fuckin on altars is ritual comin of age processed kodaks tryin to squash you into me cause i am cold and devour your body heat into my first layer knowin it is already deeper with rythmic beats paper lined throughout my entire being with book cover conversations tryin to unchain the melody and crawl into the green eyed slave at my foot with tainted rags and wipes not fit for my ass all introverted and made right through one rehearsed line Written January 26th, 2002 © on Jan 26 2002 03:58 AM PST 17 • 0 • 1
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"one more thought..."