Left the world of man one day, to take my hidden walk
I strained my eyes to see the small perspective that you took
I saw that woman, so familiar, and yet so so far away.
She grabbed me by the waste and ****** me like it's Saturday.
Aug 15, 2010
Aug 15, 2010 at 9:58 PM UTC
I used to write like I was smarter than people.
This was the ego of the sample of knowledge.
Now I write easy, because before, writing smart was the challenge, but now...
communicating like a human seems to be the challenge.
What am I?
Aug 15, 2010
Aug 15, 2010 at 9:49 PM UTC