This body runs on props.

This body runs on props.

A Poem by BlakeL79

This body runs on props, so let me hear it!

The giant ego hungers and it must be fed.
There's more to this story than what's running through my head.
I'm not searching for a cure, rather craving the addiction.

This body runs on props, so let me hear it!

Teach me something new and open your thoughts to me.
I will do the same and keep the cycle moving.
I'm the greatest me there ever was, there ever will be.

This body runs on props, so let me hear it!

I am the center of the universe and you're the center of your own.
I'm glad our orbits have crossed each other, so far away from home.
Each rising morning brings me joy, I view this life as but a toy.

This body runs on props, so let me hear it!

Live fearlessly, never doubt.
Make each second count.
I have no time to not enjoy myself, so please don't waste my moments.

This body runs on props, so let me hear it!

© 2008 BlakeL79


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I love this lively dalliance. I know I read it before.....barefaced expression filled with joy. Consider yourself properly proped ! Hahahaha !!

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Added on February 27, 2008

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Voice. Voice.

A Poem by BlakeL79