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03-26-2008 18:11,
Then everyday'd be Christmas
But what if my poetic mind
Starts to go blind -But what if it doesn't?
What if it catches moments in time and slows them down to tick within the mind at any speed yer wish?
Poetic Highways have bumps, that's why there's an 'oh shit' handle. Juss hang on, or take another path. Aye believe when I say that if yer continue down the road which yer are on yer juss might end up where yer headed. Uh-oh yer mused me again. Yer like doin' that huh?
Road Destruction
While driving down poetic road
I see a sign that reads
Thought destruction up ahead
But still my mind proceeds
I try to shift creatively
But as I'm changing gears
A warning sign of pettiness
Now suddenly appears
Imagination's forced to stop
Since there's no other lane
Then my vision is obscured
By salty falling rain
I try to turn, but it's too late
And as our thoughts collide
I wonder why you can't shut up *not yer
And just enjoy the ride
I Like yer Poem
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