There's not a hair on the side of the toilet!
I work like a dog day and night
Damn! Damn! Damn!
You tryin' to procrastinate my mission?
For I don't think God would like that very much...
The salaries are too high
For you don't know your worth,
Yet who is the statue beyond dimension?
Well I don't know, let's figure it out!
Who wants to be king in this world?
Well I don't know that either!
For this sorrow for tomorrow is injustice
I ride high
With my tassel in the sky...
And everything comes and goes in unions
I'm very fragile right now
I can break like glass
And if you touch me
That's exactly what will happen
I am not a victim of my false childhood
I am the victor!
And these unions can come and go as they please
For I am no revealing remedy!
And I am in love with the tassels in the sky
For they are blue, black, and gray
Dark colors form a riddle for me
For life is a riddle of its own
I fall in love very often,
Yet how often do I fall in love?
Motivate me please,
For I need motivation!
Behold the tassels in the sky...
For death doeth them honor.
- Author: Soul Baby (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 4th, 2024 16:27
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 12
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