so, been a long time since i been here.
been a long time since i faked
Escape,
been a long while since I've had a good time.
cause I'm still scraping the bottom of every line.
you see, there is a few similarities,
between people and fruit, mostly cherries,
you see no matter what you do,
they can get battered, scarred, and bruised,
and nobody wants them,
so they just toss them,
but they could be as sweet as can be,
be the sweetest you ever meet,
but another thing, those cherries, scarred and bruised,
peoples too,
cut them all you want it seems,
they never seem to stop...
Bleeding.
they all are like us, like me.
they don't. stop. whenever. they. bleed.
Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 11:18 PM UTC
so, been a long time since i been here.
been a long time since i faked
Escape,
been a long while since I've had a good time.
cause I'm still scraping the bottom of every line.
you see, there is a few similarities,
between people and fruit, mostly cherries,
you see no matter what you do,
they can get battered, scarred, and bruised,
and nobody wants them,
so they just toss them,
but they could be as sweet as can be,
be the sweetest you ever meet,
but another thing, those cherries, scarred and bruised,
peoples too,
cut them all you want it seems,
they never seem to stop...
Bleeding.
they all are like us, like me.
they don't. stop. whenever. they. bleed.
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