ZonedA Poem by nigrum homonculusi was listening to L'orange and his music literally turned my mind into mushy pees. not saying its bad ITS BRILLIANT! check him out.Minds laying heavy, weighted by knots. Tangled with 1 another, no memories stocked. The hard drive of life corrupted by viruses. STD to jealousy, diseases made on mattresses. Completely zoned, accident prone. Over thinking it, visualizing it. The day dreams turn into personal nightmares, While you sit there screaming WHO THE F**K CARES! But Waiting for the train of thought That lost its track. Derailed, destroyed. Decaying with the moment. © 2012 nigrum homonculus |
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1 Review Added on June 15, 2012 Last Updated on June 15, 2012 Authornigrum homonculuslondon, surrey, United KingdomAbouti have been away from this place for.....lord knows, something like 3-4 years? so i guess all the things i have experienced in that time have to come out somehow you know? so here we are. you're readi.. more..Writing
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