Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Blank Ass Canvas
Change me,
From a gem
To a stone,
A tarnished stone
For what is a gem
But a glamorized stone?
Decorate me,
A canvas, blank,
Paint me a brighter color.
Leave your new scent
For I to find.
I think your deviance
Is a damn fine thing.
I couldn't be happier
Unless I were dead.
Maybe I am dead…
Maybe I am swimming
Inside, my twisted mind,
Floating from
Bad idea to bad idea,
Occasionally stumbling upon
A fairly good one.
I plan to find the time bomb
That makes me tick,
Chuck it out the ear hole
And bathe in a bit of normalcy.
At least until I go crazy,
Kill myself and everyone
In my site…sight…whatever.
I'm considered the lonely one,
Luckily writing,
Trying to scrape of the normal to create some art.
September 1, 2005
Suge
From a gem
To a stone,
A tarnished stone
For what is a gem
But a glamorized stone?
Decorate me,
A canvas, blank,
Paint me a brighter color.
Leave your new scent
For I to find.
I think your deviance
Is a damn fine thing.
I couldn't be happier
Unless I were dead.
Maybe I am dead…
Maybe I am swimming
Inside, my twisted mind,
Floating from
Bad idea to bad idea,
Occasionally stumbling upon
A fairly good one.
I plan to find the time bomb
That makes me tick,
Chuck it out the ear hole
And bathe in a bit of normalcy.
At least until I go crazy,
Kill myself and everyone
In my site…sight…whatever.
I'm considered the lonely one,
Luckily writing,
Trying to scrape of the normal to create some art.
September 1, 2005
Suge
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