Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Plummet from the sky
The sky
Is crying
On my
Sweater.
The sky
Is always
Raining on
Me.
And I
Stand
Perfectly still.
I never
Move.
The rain
Sinks into
My muscles.
I know
What it
Means to
Be soaked
To the
Bone,
For even
My bones
Are saturated
With tears.
My own
And the
Sky's.
June 9, 2006
Suge
Is crying
On my
Sweater.
The sky
Is always
Raining on
Me.
And I
Stand
Perfectly still.
I never
Move.
The rain
Sinks into
My muscles.
I know
What it
Means to
Be soaked
To the
Bone,
For even
My bones
Are saturated
With tears.
My own
And the
Sky's.
June 9, 2006
Suge
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Plummet from the sky
Plummet from the sky