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Saturday, May 19, 2012

yuh

how did I get so old
so quick
can't even bump a line off this old machete atop this glass elephant
so elegant in the way this brain is structured
I see the fortune of my open eyes...outward manifestations...paitence & virtues
thus,
I mumble.
trouble seems to come up ever so often
so easily
but it is bliss...
to me...it shall also be my coffin
rotten
as I know the rest of it will be
beautiful
the truth of the matter is Im prone to
defeat
but from the ashes often times
I rise like a
phoenix



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