"walted" poems
me n bob dylan won day
but night was different
we hurt eachother badly
and alan was not so gay
and stopped jacking
kerouacly speaking
so we ate our sunflowers
and walted away
into the sunset
but knowing
absolutely
TRUE GLORY
Jul 7, 2010
Jul 7, 2010 at 10:53 AM UTC
Song of dark days!
Souls of this dark acrid days
written with dark ink
walted with dark pen.
Wrecked with dark scrolls.
Recited by dark souls.
Remix by dark hearts.
Recked by dark arts.
Legend by dark writers.
Myths by dark tale bearers! !
Recieved dark technology.
Implement by dark nations.
Worshipped by dark religion.
Working in dark industries.
Replicated as dark angelic beings.
Now ruling as darklords in dark void of deluge eternity...
Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 1:31 PM UTC