Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Hard: On
Much like an erection,
You don't stand tall for long.
Softened and weak,
You lay in defeat,
Pondering the next conquest
Of which I am not
A part of.
I don't cry for you anymore.
(yes I do)
April 16, 2007
Suge
You don't stand tall for long.
Softened and weak,
You lay in defeat,
Pondering the next conquest
Of which I am not
A part of.
I don't cry for you anymore.
(yes I do)
April 16, 2007
Suge
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