
bleary eyed, tears fall on my cheeks both sides, from the close ties and the scary times past that most try to undermine by blasting it like Jesus's thesis, talking with telekinesis around the globe, hailin' in pieces of H2O until you know the goal of global economy, till they're bombing overseas, comitting abominations calmly and soberly, communicating lies in televised transcripts of fiction.splitting atoms in friction, its no science fiction, like conscriptions past that masquerade as glory parades with the gory side in the shade, so the man-made woes grow and expose children to what we're supposed to know in this sick society, triple-six's notoriety is known throughout the US, Are you blessed or cursed? Is it worse to know the truth or just be in the shadows,on the sidelines of fashion shows and magazines with neo-fachists mad in the marine or just at home driven mad by dreams stabbing at my fiendish attitudes about my rudeness or my feuds with Krista, laughing later cause i missed her wish I could have kissed her but she just dissmissed me will she miss me later or just hate me till i make enough paper to separate real from fake and make her see what she truely means to me. ........(......) thats all I got for now.my comp crashed and I lost alot...but he just wrote this =)
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