Fake Charm
This poem was written after spring break of 2001
Take stuff Break stuff
Wish somebody'd snuff me
And i'll feel just
lovely
One Two Time moves
You stop you loose
So take three pulls and pass
That's the rule
We're back in school
Lost times again
Cause i was sleeping dude
But still the warmth remains
It's in there deep and here's the charm
There isn't really an alarm
