26 Jun 2007

And everything persists
In their brutal little orbits
I do not say a word
I do no good, nor do no harm
I let the world rotate

Revolve round me, us?
Let things happen
At their ideal pace
Is it ever so perfect?

admire his mystery and desire

please quit crunching my insides.


'last call for alcohol - Marques Houston'

'he knows, he knows, he knows, he knows everything' John Mayer

zaza at 11:10 am

1 angels shot me

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at June 28, 2007 Blogger (¯`•._.•[Raaji]•._.•´¯) said...

ahh... nice one... like it...
"quit crunching my insides" especially. :)

 

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