Lessons .

sorry witholds the jailhouse glory 
never meant to break this unsailed story 
followed closely to the end of pleases 
nothing left but a mock soar sleasing 
 
waiting for a girl worth knowing 
seeing a guy chances more in cloathing? 
no. maybe yes. i digress, id like to think again... 
hearing a sound, more out loud,speak of that again... 
i see him, so unique and fully so to speak 
so silly and profound , he gets me in around 
 
so close to the ground, down town, on a bus, in a hurry 
just listen up, screaming louder, is my fuery 
so closlely to deranged 
to wear this rhyming foul unquenched,  
to the test of knowlege's finest best 
I let it die 
 
let it go 
 
let it breathe in and let it slow 
 
let it sink in. that im just one. 
let it be. that. what it may 
let it breathe in just another 
so you fill your eyes with hate 
.. 
let it mold you. to the bottom. 
let it feed you. to the lake. 
let it change you like no other 
so you come back a little late

by lonedevil on 28 Mar 2006 at 15:50

0 comments

[add a comment]