Self-Made End
Mystique420
Posts: 338
I'll take a walk
Walk through the grey
Hey man, what day is it?
I, I think it's monday
That's a nice shirt
You smoke cigarettes?
Yes, but I don't
Hey man, who're you?
I'm the image in your mirrored retina
I'm your version of a perfect stranger
We went through all this time
Our points have finally met
As I speak to you now, my friend
This time is gone, it left
Hey man, what about that
Moonlight drive?
That is where our
Soul, it thrives
The time has been spent
So I am you and this
Our self-made end
Walk through the grey
Hey man, what day is it?
I, I think it's monday
That's a nice shirt
You smoke cigarettes?
Yes, but I don't
Hey man, who're you?
I'm the image in your mirrored retina
I'm your version of a perfect stranger
We went through all this time
Our points have finally met
As I speak to you now, my friend
This time is gone, it left
Hey man, what about that
Moonlight drive?
That is where our
Soul, it thrives
The time has been spent
So I am you and this
Our self-made end
"To live,.... love,..... there's a song to be sung,....
'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."
--first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed--
nah,... we smoke it!
'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."
--first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed--
nah,... we smoke it!Post edited by Unknown User on
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These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives,All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
Cannot the kingdom of salvation,Take me home!"
Cliff Burton R.I.PFebruary 10, 1962 – September 27, 1986