This whole time. Past the minutes and hours, seconds til' you breathe, fire of emotion tends to supress the need, distressed beliefs, raped and ravished retreats, forgotten bottles lost in the coral reefs, hope is immortal see, and lies are immoral believe, so when you fly, fly close to heart, never forget the ones who which you love and bond, kid brother you grow fond of, testing change in a template of color, content in your character characteristics no wonder, soul like third rock from the sun, cloudy days mixed with rainy nights makes me live in a slum, carry no ammo, but my heart as my gun, i'll walk harder than you'll run, and when i spray lyrical puns, and literary elements on your doorstep, dont come running to me, saying that im an oxy moron. Something I just wrote.
Wtf was that lol rofl im so fucking high i can touch the sky yes so high to touch ze sky. thats some underground poetry.
