Am I all alone in this world?
27 seconds and two minutes until the neck folds
yet the king holds steady in the tumbling card deck of repoor
me more than I know
hates the child that resides in these eyes
mild acclimations of nine
maybe ten feet in which I climbed
yet she was by his side,
I am by mine,
so I rarely reside in the thought that isnt mine...
glide down the mountain side.
how DID I...
smile when the only climax was fullfiling
and restoring the rate of high taxes and clemency
experiments for the borats and climaxs of texas in regards to infancy
yet my thorax has been sepererated like scalpeled nouns
pound for pound we sell every ounce to the children of the infantry
and gang factions...maybe brain functions will collapse the asumption
my only reaction is that im bruisd up and mastering that sense of thumbin up
in that sense,
im the only cents that form dollars
feel smaller when callers come to jeopardize
labodimies start to counter my eyes and the prize their set upon
I am no brain spawn...but then again I am no sprained thumb
coming up with rhymes for lame jawns
the only explanation I haves on
dreary resignations and counter forumulated origonal spouts of wisdom,broken digits are like cataclysims
steady countin blessings like foreign convents
the only sense
that I was to clear to grasp it
the only action is factions...divided up by so many lessons
attraction isnt all that is.
but its half of it