Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

A thousand more favors never repayed

These walls don't echo no more,
Painted with a thousand misfortunes
And a thousand more favors never repayed.
Onus eyes blinking from a distance.
Again I paint, in shades of you,
Upon the hollow of my home, a new
Breed of guilt rising up to take me to sleep.
One AM and still no clue.
I shiver at the news and see te blue
Undermine the brown and cave into respect.
Mom feels sorrow, her only son so far away
And hating her as though he still lived here.
I have to give her twice my love,
So she won't feel cold tonight,
In case she sleeps in tears tonight.
Familia dissention, I am the pinnacle,
I can solve it all or slay it all.
Finally, a real reason for blame.

8-26-09


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