Apr 2016
Poetry you are my bones, my final reminder
You are the vessel to my word's thick blood
The preposterous Pulse Within your veins
With which My message lies and remains
Your arteries clench, and your heart abstains
As your Brain refrains and ponders all gains
And Profits...will proclaim to do it their way
But why ask why when you're already high
Drone on your phone alone, **** yesterday
Here lies tomorrow, today's fateful last sigh
Here LIES many tombstones,got any blinder?
Learn to swim,and prepare for another flood
You are the vessel to my word's thick blood
The preposterous Pulse Within your veins
With which My message lies and remains
Your arteries clench, and your heart abstains
As your Brain refrains and ponders all gains
And Profits...will proclaim to do it their way
But why ask why when you're already high
Drone on your phone alone, **** yesterday
Here lies tomorrow, today's fateful last sigh
Here LIES many tombstones,got any blinder?
Learn to swim,and prepare for another flood
I take Bibilical aqua aerobics down at the local YMCA, talk about two Ginas and one Richard hah! That'll *** up your mind... You're thankfully welcome... Wow, man ****, when is this after note going to end? Ohhh , I just realized that I said Wo-man ****, which is just a totally different connotation than man, ****, which just to be safe we can all agree moving forward that, that comma belongs between the man, and the ****, ohh ****, ****, ahh I can't believe I'm still reading this ****, what the ****, wait what was I going to do again? Now this ******* has me sidetracked with his slanted Jedi writing, I'm never reading any of his **** again,
Yeah well imagine what it's like to be the mind that writes this...???
Who are we really? I could tell you, ****... ****.
Me - 3 You- 0
Burned
Yeah well imagine what it's like to be the mind that writes this...???
Who are we really? I could tell you, ****... ****.
Me - 3 You- 0
Burned
