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Juggle Obstacles

Maui2k

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Surely my heart bleeds from my chest when its torn
purely as the soul of a baby when its born
looking glass dimension shift tactical wit
smoking glass energy rip psychosis making me sick
the tip of my tounge rolls words like a carpet undone
and to think i can pass these skills on to my son?
the one i trust to live my live outdone
revelation, comfort in celebration
party on? party hard! you know well rock the nations
were amazing when it comes to inebriation
clitoris to jibberish my tounge knows every inch of this
cannabis? take a hit of this my lungs love every breath of it
this ettique proves im not a derelict
just a candle stick
burnt halfway crooked on the candlestick
this vandalls quick with a hand sewn thick
running from the pain filled life that he lives
and to think I can pass all the pain to my kids?
but no i wont give them any less than the best chance
to rule this world and hold life with their best grasp
this wont last, for i am too strong
so if theres pain right now, fuck it, it wont last long.
 
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