Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
The mess of me
Cross,
Crass,
Dross,
Dress,
Bless,
My so-called mess,
Design me in
A better way.
Tired of noticing
What no one else can.
October 24, 2005
Suge
*Just a weird little thing I wrote for almost no reason other than to push pen across paper*
Crass,
Dross,
Dress,
Bless,
My so-called mess,
Design me in
A better way.
Tired of noticing
What no one else can.
October 24, 2005
Suge
*Just a weird little thing I wrote for almost no reason other than to push pen across paper*
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The mess of me
The mess of me
