The mother f**king truth
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I show next to nobody my poetry, but now I am starting to realise, I am not the only one who writes in such a manner.. so here goes:
Swept into veriest dalliance shamefacedly, brilliant dark snow clouds devour the land, to them i am just another person about to get covered in snow, just another of the human flock.
ok that's not so good but it's how i was feeling, it doesn't really have a title,
ok here's another: The promising youth slowly consumes all until it has a mind of its own, its trickery knows no bounds, as the wise locked up eyes send a message in spite, we know we will realise one day, but we prolong the inevitable at every chance..
Yeah, i don't believe in titles, it pretty much means a label.
soooo how'd i do?
Swept into veriest dalliance shamefacedly, brilliant dark snow clouds devour the land, to them i am just another person about to get covered in snow, just another of the human flock.
ok that's not so good but it's how i was feeling, it doesn't really have a title,
ok here's another: The promising youth slowly consumes all until it has a mind of its own, its trickery knows no bounds, as the wise locked up eyes send a message in spite, we know we will realise one day, but we prolong the inevitable at every chance..
Yeah, i don't believe in titles, it pretty much means a label.
soooo how'd i do?
