Dec 2011
"Mane, that girl's so fine,
I think
I might **** her," Heck laughs.
I don't know how the conversation
dawdled
to this.
I don't know where we came from.
But it's here now.
The bones are loose,
the mind is loose,
the lips are loose.
And we end up saying things
without knowing
that we're saying them.
We here ourselves talk,
and the hurt
is numb.
I think
I might **** her," Heck laughs.
I don't know how the conversation
dawdled
to this.
I don't know where we came from.
But it's here now.
The bones are loose,
the mind is loose,
the lips are loose.
And we end up saying things
without knowing
that we're saying them.
We here ourselves talk,
and the hurt
is numb.
Sometimes i wonder about the inner-workings of the human soul. But Heck is not an evil person. And he would never **** a girl. But it was said. And I still love him, because he's my homie and he's been there through it all. But I just want to shake the soul of man sometimes. Just to wake the soul up to its own drunkeness.
