I Lavish on short term memory
Slowing down with every step to raise up a banner
As my mind is Caught in a moment
with cacoon like appearance, Something more burns in my veins
Till i Plunge into wide open spaces
i`m Waiting for a greater meaning than Pockets of time wasted on you
4 comments:
eeyer, fucking emo sial. Like One Pussy Man the Face Fierce Fierce. Must Be Listening To Brutalicious huh?
hahahaha its not always about brutality a man needs moemnts of sensitivity too
Just pockets? I've got walking-wardrobes of time wasted on you!
Then walk away then be my guest :)
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