a golden flash, jolts sent so down
i recieved with my strongest guts
intuition and speculation slapped me twice thrice
and so untidy it is, i could hardly see the other end
my fist to the ground, and it is just that small contact
i can instead cut my will with that glass sabre
and scream so hard so harsh
the dust sucks up my covert desires
and the wind smashes down my uncooked cliches
so i become a fearless blade with less questions
and i hear no more answers
Heading home for a while! No smoking/drinking zone :( Anyways its
been 6 months.. so always refreshing!! C u guys.. hv a gud time
My life at point-blank range. Written and narrated to make known the walls I broke and the bridges I built
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Bring me down
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Have a great time buddy!! Who says you can't smoke/drink once you are at home:)
Everyone should see this.. http://www.project71.com/readme Enjoyy!
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