Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Filth of Love
Midnight eyes
That I can shatter
With the filth of love
I would pour you in
A cup but you spill
Over the edges because,
A f---ing cup cannot hold
You anymore than it
Can hold I.
So let's cease the dreaming,
And say what we should:
I'm delusional.
You're a sensation.
Let's calm the sandy shores
With memories
Of what we were like
Before society f---ed us over.
November 22, 2006
Suge
That I can shatter
With the filth of love
I would pour you in
A cup but you spill
Over the edges because,
A f---ing cup cannot hold
You anymore than it
Can hold I.
So let's cease the dreaming,
And say what we should:
I'm delusional.
You're a sensation.
Let's calm the sandy shores
With memories
Of what we were like
Before society f---ed us over.
November 22, 2006
Suge
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Filth of Love
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