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B3jamboree Junior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 33Michigan |
I'm comming back from the ledge Where I once used to linger I'm stepping off the edge As rocks fall into brimstone My feelings are exausted My soul has been acousted I'm going to find a nice place By mountians or an ocean I'm going to try and erase Bitterness that still lingers To persue lusty edens And prey with all the heathens Finaly find somewhere fine To meditate on my dreams Place my self with the divine To talk tripe in tired time Find a new way of thinking And that tired soul searching For prolonged lotus perching Recognizing new Zen depths Where my self is emerging Crawling infantile toward Bright holy apperitions That one was for the christians I'm going to change all my locks I'm going to ignore phone calls I'm going to set back my clocks Old habits will die so hard Driving by the foggy bay Trying hard to find my way |
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