Thursday, December 1, 2011

Fist Up; Head High

The hatred that follows,
We can not swallow.

As for it brings us to the depth of our sides,
Good or bad, it will make you hide.

Think of a time for misery,
This makes it look pleasantly.

I swear to you on this oath you will,
Choke.
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