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Oh no, put that down right now.
Yes, that blood -stained knife you're holding.
Yeah you. I'm talking to you.
Put it down and feel guilty about the things you've done.
Smoking? Littering? ****** Stealing? Murdering? Kidnapping?
Is it that hard!
Making this world a better place
Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 8:47 PM UTC
Cataclysmic events that unravel in my head.
Still trying to distinquish if im living or I'm dead.
Why must I be so paranoid.
Sometimes I think id be better off an android.
A robot programmed not to think.
Its that im so stubborn so insanely adamant.
Im hoping to one day wake up and come to my senses.
Tear down the walls of all my emotional defenses.
Break through these shackles that have held me down.
No longer lost for I will be found.
Gracious lights that shine from above.
Penetrate my darkness and engulf me with love.
Im ready to live and im prepared to die.
Im a baby bird jumping from my nest and dared to fly.
The fortress that imprisoned me..
The one that ive been desperately trying to flea.
Im finally ready...
Finally ready to be free...
Jun 4, 2016
Jun 4, 2016 at 1:11 AM UTC
I wanna wrap her words in suave tissue,
tied with tender tape,
then put it in the darkest place,
reach for it every time I need her.
and god, only if happiness can be wrapped in a box,
so I'd wrap mine for her,
with a bouquet full of shiny sunflowers!
Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 6:25 AM UTC
Sell your dope.
Sell the last of it
and the first of it.
No, don't rail it tonight,
you know you'll just end up
shooting it tomorrow.
Sell your dope.
Sell it cheap
and sell all of it.
Buy roses,
buy chocolates,
buy gas.
Ask her on a date,
to the movies,
to dinner.
Sell your dope,
and kiss her.
What is more important?
You know what is more important.
Your high will last 4 hours, maybe five.
The feeling of her lips will linger.
The feeling of her lips will linger.
Sell your dope,
fall in love.
Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 10:24 PM UTC