Tuesday, 22 July 2008

• l leave you emaciated with the way i verbally drain your soul.

  Creating an even more tasteless tainted hole.

  Your mouth got in a fight with my lyrical fist.

  And my heart beats verbal daggers that leave your steps stammering with a lisp.

  I was in the dark like a blind man seeing visions.

  Rekindling a slowly deceasing fire.

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