Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
General Waste
*I hate this poem, by the way. It just doesn't sound very good to me. You should see all the retarded notes I made on the piece of paper of which this poem was birthed*
It was a general waste of
Love that I bestowed upon you everyday.
I played these events, by trying hard,
By playing with the hopelessness I
Thought you'd glimpse at. I'm so sad that
The nothingness didn't kill me then,
Because this game is killing me now.
How did I allow myself to waste time
Weeping for you and your inherent stupidity?
October 20, 2005
Suge
It was a general waste of
Love that I bestowed upon you everyday.
I played these events, by trying hard,
By playing with the hopelessness I
Thought you'd glimpse at. I'm so sad that
The nothingness didn't kill me then,
Because this game is killing me now.
How did I allow myself to waste time
Weeping for you and your inherent stupidity?
October 20, 2005
Suge
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General Waste
General Waste
