Friday, July 27, 2012

G.8

Sometimes the only light worth searching for is the one you ignite, filled in this heartwretched world is the sight beyond a separate door.. Seeing is believing, imagining can be deceiving, yet explored.. Knowledge is King from an artist from Queens, hat tipped my dap meets yours.. Passion and dreams, a fashionable regime, worn right many have redeemed, and/or.. It's called your daily life, not kept from so and so it seems.. It's held tight with you and yours, a team.. Love the shrugs and hate the debate, from pullin' plugs for argument sake, to make up hugs and harmless 'fate'.. Wait, what.. It takes faith and guts, nevermind that, make haste. Trust.. Hellos and goodbyes, they're well owed to each other, opposite eyes.. Not fear and panic, no tears demand it, how the hell (forgive me) does one. Sigh.. It's not a question why, rather, disgust in disguise.. A discussionless vibe, like a beaming fvck-anything-less sent v wifi.. Not I, I'm from less dealing with anything expecting not one fvck to be given.. Hi.

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