Im the spark once u commit Im the bark before the lock from the Pit Im the knock before the cops zip tie your wrists. Im the hawk before the dark mouse exits. Im the rock that stays stocked when all else quits. Im the start before the art is finished. Im the arc as the arrow parts from Cupid. Im the stark realist part of the game turned stupid. Im a choice a silent noise a whisper in the void Im the alpha going to the omega turning never into forever. Im the story before the pages turn yellow and blurry Im the strum guitar string the perfect sound she sings In tune with everything consumed by nothing in love with everything Traveling through space the face of all entities Im ageless Im centuries Im pageless youll remember me Im here when Im gone Im where we all belong Im heaven in hell passing along not for sale Im the tale however tall Im whats real however small. Im everything and nothing All places and nowhere rushing To get where its all gone Your ear Im your song. Im long on a short fuse. Im strong yet confused. Im happiness singing the blues. Im clues found through hard work and comfortable shoes. Im the fangs before the bite before the flight before the fright Im lestat before the rewrite before Aliyah list her life. Im all seeing not knowing Im dark yet still glowing. Im decomposing into golden molded composers corroded by executive freeloaders Im beginning but its over.
Posted on: Sun, 20 Oct 2013 07:34:24 +0000
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