Design of such perfection,
you offer no direction!
like a shell with no emotion,
with nothing of loves intention!
This flaw is like a missing limb,
leaving me floating in the loveless din.
clueless as to the approaching sin.
Victim to yet another comedians spin.
Oct 28, 2010
Oct 28, 2010 at 6:25 AM UTC
Design of such perfection,
you offer no direction!
like a shell with no emotion,
with nothing of loves intention!
This flaw is like a missing limb,
leaving me floating in the loveless din.
clueless as to the approaching sin.
Victim to yet another comedians spin.
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