Feb 11, 2006 02:38
Any wounds I've had and bleed have recoiled
Its not just two cat leering eyes
It's a fucking thought gone rotten and spoiled!
A cracked
Coffee mug can't sustain
Not with cream, milk, nor sugar contained
An earth
Twisted deterred defiled deranged
Most of all awfully cold cracked and dying;
It's maimed!
I've got the books on the run...
Take cover
From every single
Dust covered one
You'd rather use your ashes to set ablaze
Then sneeze
So dammed are those who do
To an early grave
And those who don't
Well, worry not, they'll follow
Any day