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Should I give her what she wants to hear

Or deliver what she needs & fears

I shiver from thoughts that creep

Like the quiver of an infants sleep

Not a reason that I can't confess

Just a season with superior stress

The treason I commit inside

Like a lesion, just eats me alive

 

I lied to get the point across

Feelings I abandon and toss

I tried but it was all for naught

Reeling from these racing thoughts

 


So I'm cryptic and I can't deny

The ecliptic little path I ride

Apocalyptic is my chosen fate

My own worst critic who just loves to hate

See I'm quick enough to know what they want

But I'm slick enough to know when they don't

Need to pick up the angst that is me

So I'm a prick as I guess you can see

 


I lied to get the point across

Feelings I abandon and toss

I tried but it was all for naught

Reeling from these racing thoughts

 

I prolly need another verse

but it all sux so i guess i'll just curse

Fuck motherfuck fuck fuckity fuck

fuck this whole post cause it all fuckin sux





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On Friday November 23rd, 2007, Caliraphy (260) writes:
Trippy, Nice...-Cali



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