

This H is for HeartI was dropped Hit the ground like another Hiroshima BOOM Blew bits of me all over the walls of my brain And staggered forth little more than a silhouette against the land of the rising sunThis H is for Heart
And I wandered All over the place, looking for me Because in the chaos, I forgot That I’m always right where I’ve been And that you, are all right where you belong
Someone told me once when you die The priest says a prayer To call all the bits of your soul back together again From the people you left it with That your soul is something You giv


Unlimited-RevisedThey told me a kid with glasses couldn't rap, that my slam was, limited to black turtlenecks and, pretentious coffeesUnlimited-Revised
I can't even pronounce. Limited,
they said.
I was,
confined to the way I was trained everyday, and bound to the verse I'd been learning since birth, and cursed, to keep clear, of the rough side of slam.
After all, I don't come from the streets, I wasn't, raised with a,
nine by my side,
and I can't empathize with those with no homes
or without decent clothes, so what


what it is to tame a lion12am rapid eye movementwhat it is to tame a lion
cars speed down an instinct interstate a little slower than they once did; in the distance, city glow. here only bad talk radio bathes coffee stained seats decorated with cigarette burn mosaics.
9am zombie walk
cattle chatter clatters to the floor, where yellow light burns tired eyes. chipper idiots dance to the sound of a corporate drummer in eternal accelerando.
6pm microwave dinner dementia
in an aquarium where vibrant colors did abound, green algae lurks. a dull fish paddles belly
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Remember the simplistic beauty in life, and revel in the spirit of all things around you.
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Picture the Dough Boy without a nose and a deep voice. Wouldn't you like him better?
"Be Excellent To Each Other." - Bill and Ted
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All secrets sleep in Winter Clothe
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~genius do most when they appear to work the least.
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Stop shouting! For fucks sake...at least wait until I get some coffee in me.
Sorry I didn't reply sooner, I haven't checked DA in a long time I geuss...
Anyways, I like your pictures. Even though I'm going to Palmbay High now, we should keep in touch.
~Molly
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In the morning in the winter shade
On the first of March on the holiday
I thought I saw you breathing
Oh the glory that the lord has made
And the complications when I see his face
In the morning in the window
ya- we chould keep in touch.
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