A discontented silence raised itself among the fellows
Which of us?
Then it becomes a ******* race.
I write to seek and to find
Please, someone define the languish of hypocrisy
I can do me all by myself
Scattered brain splattering
Jackson Pollock's word-painting
Find Pascal's triangle inside me
I hope it's in the mouth.
Arbitrary. Periods.
Here I am, delirious
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 10:44 AM UTC
A discontented silence raised itself among the fellows
Which of us?
Then it becomes a ******* race.
I write to seek and to find
Please, someone define the languish of hypocrisy
I can do me all by myself
Scattered brain splattering
Jackson Pollock's word-painting
Find Pascal's triangle inside me
I hope it's in the mouth.
Arbitrary. Periods.
Here I am, delirious
