Sunday, August 16, 2009

Docenas

Today I went to the Donut Place
Around the corner of grandma's pad.
The woman said hello what would you like.
I said... mint chocolate chip, and a better life

she said "I'm sorry I can't help you with that"
and I replied I know...
and I replied I know...

I went back to my grandmas and sat for a while
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pulp fiction
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pulp fiction

i thought about tomorrow
i thought about today
why do i always think about tomorrow first
and never of today
why?
can u tell me.. no you cant

he's using you just see how he talks to other men
hes using you and you know that's it and it will end
im sorry if i made you cry but thats just it i know
this thing that's hidden in this soul is nothing but jealousy
anger hatred sorrow revenge and no control

tell me...can you help me
tell me ... is it true
does my mind desrve a chance
will i break a mold?
will this all end well,
or what will happen if it doesnt
there i go again
future thoughts a dozen.



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