[recorded Dec. 7th 2010]
I am
by The Aggregate Kid
there would be like
instead of have a dream that you
were i used to care tell that
person
about this poem
and don't let go, even if he's
up high. godzilla needs
respect. respect, is
correct. morning engulfs you in his
arms to hold. he
whispered 'i love you,' as he
went near. but
the lack thereof would
leave me empty
inside i knew my wish had come true. i
was on
vanlintine's day that she could
never be. she hides
herself inside of me is
up there you know all this
links, now im dry, so im
gonna hurl,
h-h-u-u-r-r-l-l-!-!, makes you
feel like you're the only person in
the mirror
but what happened to us can never
be bored
and pout!
live in peace, dear
tara, for now hold in your heart,
in your
heart, in
your eyes and bow down my head?
is it the warmth of
the warm
brown sand, and was
never possible, but only a
second, he looked away in the deep
night,
forever burning about,
but one day i heard of
it, i fell on torture mountain, just
inches from, the freedon to
come, or am i just being dumb.