Monday, February 6, 2012

Untitled II


Lord you told me meek shall inherit the earth,
then how come i am lying face down biting dirt.
Every shred of dignity its all lost
look what i am left with what cost.

Shamelessly parading myself down the street,
Here i am all alone, cut open like a piece of meat
Thinking of those precious time i spend with you
Alas, its all gone now, there's nothing i can do.

So long my dear friend, i bid you farewell,
No need to get up now, don't be swell.
I won't take your precious time,
Hanging out with likes of us, its a crime.

You must be having places to go,
women to screw.
Oh i am sorry, i had a freudian slip,
Sex, for you is like catnip.
You have girls dancin on your fingertips,
All the pretty faces, swaying there hips.

Hope they are by your side,
when you put that key in the lock.
Hope they are by your side,
When you are strugglin with writer's block.

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