doin s**tA Poem by Blackstone Featherfallwhat do i think?
do you see yourself? do i like what comes out? could i do this? (this s**t/isn't s**t) it's bliss lit the flame at my elbow traced it to the rope in my brain set a bomb in my heart here comes the ink what do you think? i can't see myself do you like what's put out? could i do this? (this s**t/isn't s**t) it's bliss put the flame to my bone scratched into my brain had explosions in my heart here comes the see oh yeah, it's me do believe i like what you like is that me? it's bliss oh yeah, it is please believe i like what you like it is me it's bliss it's glee © 2010 Blackstone Featherfall |
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Added on February 21, 2010 Last Updated on February 21, 2010 AuthorBlackstone FeatherfallWalkabout, AustraliaAbouteverything has changed identity issues aren't what they used to be the bed is smaller age is smoke nothing will bridge this gap, black slime pit, until your body is my body but everything has.. more..Writing
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