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Join Date: Aug 2014
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The Piece maker. My keystyles wake up readers. Jolt like a pacemaker. There is no soap. I can't clean it up. There is no spoon. It bends. Like the curvature of the moon. Which is circular. Even at high noon. Rocky surfaces. This pure heart of mine feels guilty. For being caustic to friends. And mucking up a nice website with my experimental, pen. Unfortunately guilt cannot stop me, from doing it. Again. What are my latest personal viewpoints and what kind of reputational currency can I spend? Yes I'll sit in my comfort zone to no end, because the zone daily expands. Which allows me leeway. And cushion. I'm a writer's-writer on this highway of music. Modesty eludes me. Because I'm moderately amusing. Is this what makes you tolerate me? Sue me. I'm attentive. It's the small things that move me. You should have Me in mind. It doesn't always have to be a sleek design. But I'd like the read to be worth my time. Is that hypocritical? I must be one of Those individuals. I throw stones from my living room. This makes my foundation less concrete. And I tear away that metal Mesh. with Ease.
When the walls fall In on one's self, a little encouragement can go a long way. I went the wrong way. All day. I feel fine. Maybe that's what's weird. We are all, our biggest obstacles. Perhaps that's what we fear. The fact that we know it. We just have to own it. Work on it. And not blow it. You might get a second opportunity. Thoughts and actions- it just takes unity. Last edited by Pharaohs Army; 11-29-2015 at 03:07 AM. |
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