Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Despotic
I am a sound, not an echo…
I am a voice,
Not a reiteration.
I won't beat these words
Into the depths of your skull
Just to get
What I want out of you.
He/She/They
May work like that
But not I.
You know, she gets
Too unhealthily angered
When we don't
Conform to her
Monocracy.
It's better for us to be errant;
Better for us sordid beings to
Hang around; to point and laugh.
She's like an absolute monarch,
The men sure treat her like
A tin god but the
Cruel hand of love that she lays
Upon my cheek, well,
I've never known her kind of love.
Evidentially, you can't kill evil.
My führer.
May 2, 2005
Suge
I am a voice,
Not a reiteration.
I won't beat these words
Into the depths of your skull
Just to get
What I want out of you.
He/She/They
May work like that
But not I.
You know, she gets
Too unhealthily angered
When we don't
Conform to her
Monocracy.
It's better for us to be errant;
Better for us sordid beings to
Hang around; to point and laugh.
She's like an absolute monarch,
The men sure treat her like
A tin god but the
Cruel hand of love that she lays
Upon my cheek, well,
I've never known her kind of love.
Evidentially, you can't kill evil.
My führer.
May 2, 2005
Suge
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