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can't stand it this planet i say to death im just a little to shy
of the forever inevitable day that i die
will anyone cry? As they burry me in my coffin
im off then no light, no air, as i grow rotten
i got a thought then, when will my existance reach its max?
when will i fall into the past? growing duller like how the sea effects glass
until im nothing but ash in a box
what used to be bones and flesh lying ina bed of dirt and rocks
im hittin pot, its not helping me find my purpose
it leaves me nervous, yet, i still inhale on purpose
i live on earth with health, and a safe place to reside
some cant say that on the otherside they just run-an-hide when bombs and earth colide
they often die, does anyone cry when it happens daily?
or is it just today we lost another son, mother or baby,
us people are growing crazy, i ask, when will this violence halt?
when will we stop adding to the line to heaven, jannah or whatever its called?
Here here! Pour species
Here here!
Pour species needs to grow the fuck up! Well said! I often think about this! :)
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
at work i slack off a little
at work i slack off a little and like to read the papers. i try and remain skeptical of what i read. I see a lot of articles about bombings and explosions and it makes me think, and actually for once be happy i live in the u.s., about how i dont have to worry about dying everyday but it still pops into my head. All this bullshit that happens will neverstop and the experiences wont ever change, only the names involved. Politics are a sham, greed corrupts the ones we look up to, sometimes i wonder if i really care or if it is just the steady stream of conscious thought flowing through my mind at the moment. Who knows?