Sunday, April 17, 2011

Mystic bone my arse…

Category: Poetry/Lyrics

Cool, creep, I’ll play…

Why not bet on the pain?

Shake the 8 ball, see what’s up.

Maybe fate is a 8 sided die in a plastic ball after all.

Shake it like a rabid dog with a chewy toy…

Hope it’s going to change a god damned thing…

Only to be told what you already know…

Outlook not so good.

Posted by deminizer on 04/17 at 01:56 PM | Permalink
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