Here go words no verbs eat pie like a watermelon
all sky dive white lies with a thought of heaven
Kill time, sleep fast, smile hard, die last.
Open up buttercup don't let nerves stick you up.
Slick filled words with absurd sparks of undercurrent.
Don't search too hard, you may find it.
Come look at me I'm a full bag of cynicism,
Soaked in love, with a whiff of constructivism.
It's time for mistakes, no brakes, pump the hedonism.
Monday, May 24, 2010
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