my oh my I thought that today could be another day, but instead like any other day, I can only go on to some passerby, this is so decieving of someone who cannot respect another's life so please be gone so this is like some echoing demeanor like voices that keep coming like others they speak yet, if only I could just refuse so this ticking goes on like some service that cannot be and then that came to me this maiden in disguise this saint up high this person that could have been a meant to be was only some fiction out of a book that they call a bible that may not have been a past unravel how I wish I can be me but that had gone to chance that somehow I wish this would end Yet this is the only way somebody can go on like a disguise they say like a habitual demand that could have stopped like how Mohammed once said that it was through the hands of God that he had written those text yet my oh me how I don't believe in such idle misery I wish that I could somehow so soon that I wish that is true, but this cannot be since I don't know me
Leslie827 · Mon Feb 18, 2008 @ 06:34am · 0 Comments |