poetry and ideas
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
  picture the perception of life as a lesson
the stress of depression opposed to a blessin'
wishing that my life was lost in a C-section
my hatred erupts when I see my reflection

 
  my love is reserved just for those who deserve it
with a grin I observe those who hate me
I heard it

talk behind my back and ill find where your at
walk up to you with this aluminum bat
jaw gets cracked, sight goes black, now ive got your attention
pay respect, with respect and a broken complexion
just one question i ask is why you ever assumed
im a pussy?a fake?now your pride is in ruin
im a loon
bomb in bloom
i can be so sadistic
im for real











 
Sunday, July 11, 2004
  im killing one of us tonight
its your choice to decide
to me it makes no differance whether im even alive
remember to run to the light
from me youll never hide
when god rejects your soul youll find in hell you will confide

 
The contents of my heart are spilled all over this page

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