IS it Me?
or just my soul
that needs this space
so as a man i can feel whole.
Is it just me?
or just what i am told
that now I need this space.
I can not sleep
and in the thirteens years never have
slept the time of time.
Cardinal number
of a man getting old
my blood boils down, I am man getting old.
Temperature taken out
please woman do not organize my soul
for I am just this man.
And I see the rain fall
now i think did I put those plants out
woman do not try to take hold of me.
And if you find this,
as a man that can no loger think of himself
then woman, whom is in the wrong?
Jul 3, 2013
Jul 3, 2013 at 8:51 PM UTC
IS it Me?
or just my soul
that needs this space
so as a man i can feel whole.
Is it just me?
or just what i am told
that now I need this space.
I can not sleep
and in the thirteens years never have
slept the time of time.
Cardinal number
of a man getting old
my blood boils down, I am man getting old.
Temperature taken out
please woman do not organize my soul
for I am just this man.
And I see the rain fall
now i think did I put those plants out
woman do not try to take hold of me.
And if you find this,
as a man that can no loger think of himself
then woman, whom is in the wrong?
Sorry woman, but i had to be said, woman you stop me from growing. LOVE Paul :-)
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