Doodles From the MindA Poem by L0v3craftPretty much self-explanitory...I’m stretching my arms farther, But nothings really there. I’m stretching for the ceiling Cause I don’t really care. And if you try to take my money B***h, I’ll bust your honey bunches Your honey bunches [4x] Teacups form in ceilings And I just keep on reading The newspapers, things are hard now. Just wait and see my lonely finger Travel through space; Rip your heart out And pluck tumors from your face. Now grow some statues From grandma’s latest anniversary gift-- Cause I love it when sugar-coated jump suits take me so very far away. © 2012 L0v3craftAuthor's Note
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11 Reviews Added on August 27, 2012 Last Updated on August 27, 2012 Tags: retarded, doodles-from-the-mind, weird AuthorL0v3craftNPR, FLAbout"I embrace my desire to feel the rhythm, to feel connected enough to step aside and weep like a widow to feel inspired, to fathom the power, to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain, .. more..Writing
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