Thursday, July 21, 2011
BB. 9
You can move to another soul's struggle, how would you feel if he had his own head up in the juggle.. At the same time, design a route that leaves a footprint, trails to be in the rubbles.. Damages, don't follow, it'll be a path for you to keep out of his own trouble.. Down, deep, profound sound to the sleep, eyes drown from pourin', rain drops, slow creep.. Clouds of a warning, take shots, heat formin', when the flash strikes, anger rage in sight, silent storming up a laugh, absorbent.. Observe when the sound clash, aged grapes equals more bent tippin' ash.. Sworned in, cursed nerves lightning crash gets my heart pumpin' beats thump to my very gasp..
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