Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Tattoo'd muse

Surrender

I could lay on down again

Mess with the laughter in my head

Serenity sleeps with wishes

I keep on falling down again
Cacophony dwells on sounds

Still life paints me a bowl of fruit

Slow
Down

Rushings of movement
Instil fears of transsexuality
Why do you face in me
Without a black and white twisted

Porno being
Hypnotic
Ha
and fuk you

Insufferable intolerant whore
Another fuker without a life

Praise
Belief
Dignified

Time to sit down boy
You drive in circles

Saintly tomorrow
I will haunt you
The one who

LIES

RISE
Step

Slow

Oblivious to truth
Written with good intentions
In the mark of a muse

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