Thursday, April 12, 2007

Work

Transgression, Pain, and disdain bring no joy when the girls down the boys and have no passion to nurture but instead lecture about how life didn't treat them right, how yesterday was no less another drama filled day, passing through into the night, with drunken thoughts, and memories lost, love tossed aside for pride; We died amidst this distance, and you thought it was me, hmm, how interesting the contradictive flow, know that it was love that brought this bliss back to an otherwise dismissed chick, oblivious to her own ticks, thinking her trick ass was IT; Shit.

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