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smoke weed tilli pass out
Dirt dusts the street at dusk
With my silhouette
My pen collects rust
From pages unwritten yet
Because they’re bed sheets
Woven with my thoughts
Dreamed in my sleep
Meant to bought
I pour in my soul
As my black ink
Flow through tattered holes
Of a beggars mink
But they own real ones
Through the black glass
“What up son”
My soul is passed
Into the devils hands
“Hot shit yo”
The burn of being damned
The few bits of dough
Scorched into bread
Writing away
Emptying lead
Into a blank page
One sentence
One rhyme
Written penance
For a longer lifeline
Last edited by Still Motion; August 3rd, 2005 at 07:43 PM Reason: Forgot the first Line when I copy n Pasted from Word.
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