Yes, the catalyst.
I turned out to be a caricature of behan,
a small starter, echo
to a happy ever after,
a new beginning,
in the middle of a statuesque
comedy panic that waits on the
drive in saturday,
falls and follows and added on
potential to the carnage that
heartbreak hotel,
high five,
backpatting, handshakes in
quicksand they slow dance your thoughts
then swallow your resistance to a cupid mind numb
florescent kiss
eh another kiss to remember.
hindsight blind to madness, get into insight,
to real the reel for reel nonstop blindness.
Dec 7, 2012
Dec 7, 2012 at 9:18 PM UTC
Yes, the catalyst.
I turned out to be a caricature of behan,
a small starter, echo
to a happy ever after,
a new beginning,
in the middle of a statuesque
comedy panic that waits on the
drive in saturday,
falls and follows and added on
potential to the carnage that
heartbreak hotel,
high five,
backpatting, handshakes in
quicksand they slow dance your thoughts
then swallow your resistance to a cupid mind numb
florescent kiss
eh another kiss to remember.
hindsight blind to madness, get into insight,
to real the reel for reel nonstop blindness.
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