Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
But Not At All
I've been blistered before,
Not by your words but by
Your actions.
I've felt your kind of taint before.
So sweet,
I fall into a diabetic coma,
Yet, so sour,
My jaw aches from clenching.
You are a major,
The constant thought in my cranium.
But you were also minor,
You kept getting away.
I sloshed you around in my head
Until I was sure you
Had drowned in my thoughts
But I ended up
Overdosing on you and now,
The mention of your name
Puts anxiety in my belly
And fills my spine with cold.
I had you,
But not at all.
April 16, 2007
Suge
Not by your words but by
Your actions.
I've felt your kind of taint before.
So sweet,
I fall into a diabetic coma,
Yet, so sour,
My jaw aches from clenching.
You are a major,
The constant thought in my cranium.
But you were also minor,
You kept getting away.
I sloshed you around in my head
Until I was sure you
Had drowned in my thoughts
But I ended up
Overdosing on you and now,
The mention of your name
Puts anxiety in my belly
And fills my spine with cold.
I had you,
But not at all.
April 16, 2007
Suge
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