Black Second
I was feeling rather poetic today. As if i dont feel poetic everyday? LOLHeavier than mallets, molds, matter
The equation is rather,
Undefined and unclear, I stand.
My equation is not equal to
Nor does it equal to man
Conceptually, we are equal
Yet to that I cannot attest.
The maggots devour souls
The solider upon the breast
The redefined defines its own sequal
And yet, we are second best
Love Calls
Call me when wind breaks
Call me when freedom's back on sale
Call me in hell
Call me three months from now when Pookie's out of jail
Call me tomorrow
Call me sometime, some-soon, some day
Just call me to say...
I miss you!
Copy written so dont copy me
Nalij
posted by Liber8Lyph @ 12:18 AM
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