I finally kicked my needle off
Took the twine out of my teeth
6 chamber round is a little much
I'll be seeing if St. Peter was just in my coloring books all along
Someone relate, someone relate
Everyone says they all relate
And I found with that, yesterday is today
...
She never loved me
Mother forgive me like Jesus said he would
Satan wasn't supposed to find me
But thanks to you, looks like I went to him
Someone relate, someone relate
You said you really did relate
And with this I found, yesterday is today
...
I've pulled my hair, all of it out
I nixed my tongue, and yet I still speak in it
Machine, machine, feed the machine
Is that all my life's supposed to be?
Someone relate, someone relate
You said God gave a shit
But I haven't found anything today
...
Yesterday was yesterday
And now it's today
And today
Today was -
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Author:
The 2 A.M Writer (
Offline) - Published: June 14th, 2017 22:51
- Comment from author about the poem: Being at the end of it, and realizing what you held for, burned away
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Comments2
wow, I feel the force and am with you all the way my friend.
Confusion , God created the universe of of it . Your universe is confusion waiting for your creation to be begin .
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