Sunday, December 26, 2010

a head fucked from words said

Devotion is destitution
Seperation is solution
A suit of armor suits you
For what affection will do
A head fucked from words said
That twist the thoughts that you dread

A intellect with acne vulgaris
Ignorance is not what scares us
It's knowing better that horrifies
There is no bliss in your eyes
This is love's adverse affects
This is what hatred expects
No winner No loser just blurred lines
The evolution of interaction refined
Life comes before the deadline

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