domingo, 20 de enero de 2008

Blindfolded

I guess I saw You b4
but I didn't know
until those eyes squealed on You
I wondered if the illusions have ceased
since my ignorant duties didn't lemme praise You
then
a glittering idea came and slapped me
and it told me
that the wicked feeling will grow
but
the Hope of a Lovely Future will rise
as the Phallic Presence of Yours.

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