Looking down from this mountain, wondering if I made it
wondering if I should exert my strength or should I save it
Cancel the celebration, ceremony, sedation
Wishing with problems weighing, while precious moments are wasted.
Maintaining maximum focus, tired taking temptations
Tired of trotting in traps, while enemies are elating.
Not today nor no more, destruction of that there door
is imminent due to sentiments and scents I must abhor.
The smell of you signals vomit, your sight induces gore
Your constant combination completely corrupts decor.
So exit my house, these walls no longer need you
Your pessimistic persuasion personifying through people
Destroyed relationships with people I can't forget
So au revoir, farewell, goodbye o Laziness
-Till Next Page
Thursday, June 10, 2010
The Awakening
Posted by The Minty Side at 9:15 AM
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