Pineapple Blast

Everything was done but he was staring at me
He always feels all of uncertain

The way he remixes things, from
Rearranging teases, he just
Just won’t let me what I am

And he doesn’t feel everything..

He always wants what he wanted from me
He turn obvious words around

They way he treats me with his..
His collaboration with inner sense
He makes no sense at all

And he doesn’t feel ashamed of himself..


written on March 11, 2008

eidos # 79

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~ by controlkiryu on 27. 09. 2012.

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