Tuesday, April 28, 2009

untitled 3

i grind my teeth to dust,work my skin to the bone
repeat this for years until i sit on a worthless throne.
it doesnt matter to me, none of that matters to me
i can care less about how far i get in life.
i can care less if i make it out of this year alive.
i wish for nature to take its toll on me
i cant stand society's hold
i dont belong in concrete walls
6 feet deep is where i call home.

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