It's off and it's on, but it's never where it says it is
Sensitive, its always lost, its always the next best sedative
It's element is alone, it's a relavant and meaningless,
It grows and it dies, it leaves you when you believe in it.
Even this is aint enough to keep you from coming back.
It sleeps in your room, and says boo when you're to tired to react.
Who? What? Where? Why the fuck was that?
Move past the damage, lets rebuild this raft.
That's what happening, we're floating, not touching earth
This disaster was the action cause by our glutenous thirst
We're worse than the dandelion's, we're as bad as the mosquito
We speak of many evil but think we represent a civilized people
We succeed and fail, we're defeated but prevail
We're enviromentalist but we're are naturally unstable.
We get payed to work for the better of our community
but-
sometimes the butterfly our best definition of beauty.
NG can be a bitch for accepting upload approval. Give me a shout when you go some music up.
Keep it up, the poetry's wicked! I was listening to beat as I read it, and was in the mood for writing a 16. Thanks for the spark!
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I have a girlfriend, and she is so blue.