I got love as if it was a candy bar I bought at the corner store Corners for the women to make beginning meat street corner purity in the reflection of my eyes Sigh once and release Sigh twice and sigh again Deep breathing is the first step but when shits there put your foot in it Status quo on all levels regardless if it be a pebble from the bloody earth A grain of rice still expands in lack of nutrition Intuition is telling you maybe you went to far baby I got love for you baby youre a big girl regardless I regard you no reciprication is needed thats just being natural in selfishness I want my life to myself I cant help it They say youre doing to much Shit, Im no doing enough Like as if my folks actually get old in return theyre actually getting better. Letter to the old loves and beyond beyond all that is perceived rolled sleeves and cold breeze See what is seen and write what is heard All of it are just words, or so we think.
Posted on: Thu, 16 Oct 2014 07:07:48 +0000
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