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Saturday, October 18, 2003
This is freaky-the words come out freestyle
but no RIME no on TIME
left to read between the lines...
as a friend reads real slow
in between the lines
goes to places where nobody goes
I don't know the next to fall
as wind finds loose chatter
walls call to destruction
though you would have the
RIME and TIME sequence into lines
of configuration~figuring you have a hold
of something whole... who cares if they know this is
FREEstyle, free to fuck anyone
within a half a mile
combined with less of any effects
I am free to pay more
and prone to payLESS
in debt with love
why does this face look familiar?
similar to the wrinkled torn
tossed on your face
and whenever worn
shocks the pigeons to spew
out you and the aftermath of vacant laughs
filling up the room with toxic gas
and the feeling I am writing this
as though to kiss a hush part of you
as quiet as the dead in your room
as promisung as pending doom
WAIT, you promised not to RIME
or weigh the lines to make out with TIME
still alive in the death of all
whenever all of us come to fall....
Anyone who has a clue
knows what I mean
when I say, "I love you"
and I DO. I do...
when your silence speaks in volumes
like the sound of your muziks wave
and "do I even really love you...
or do I really love your brain?"
I don't know
I love you just the same...........
free to do
whatever
one does
posted by Milli
at 10/18/2003 01:15:00 AM
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