Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Carried Away
The stars are like crystals
That I am desperately grasping at,
Trying to enrich myself.
Perhaps trying too hard.
I must have lived a
Loud lifestyle once before,
Because in the now,
There is too much quiet.
And nothing ever happens here,
Except rain.
The only thing that has ever been here,
Is the sadness,
Which flows like a dam
That has burst.
I always get carried away with it.
April 8, 2005
Suge
That I am desperately grasping at,
Trying to enrich myself.
Perhaps trying too hard.
I must have lived a
Loud lifestyle once before,
Because in the now,
There is too much quiet.
And nothing ever happens here,
Except rain.
The only thing that has ever been here,
Is the sadness,
Which flows like a dam
That has burst.
I always get carried away with it.
April 8, 2005
Suge
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Carried Away
Carried Away
