I've got the *******
that fellow called time
and I'm goner waste him
as he did waste my time
Oh cruel trickster
to make the latter me
feel complete yet now I fade
how wicked is time, I'm full of rage
Did you think I would not catch you
you horrid jester of fate
I will write like a ******
before all is to late
But before that
I am going to shake the **** out of you
your misdemeanour's in the first degree
make me work for my poetry
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 2:29 PM UTC
I've got the *******
that fellow called time
and I'm goner waste him
as he did waste my time
Oh cruel trickster
to make the latter me
feel complete yet now I fade
how wicked is time, I'm full of rage
Did you think I would not catch you
you horrid jester of fate
I will write like a ******
before all is to late
But before that
I am going to shake the **** out of you
your misdemeanour's in the first degree
make me work for my poetry
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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