Tuesday, July 31, 2007
I don't like the Leverage
I don't like the leverage
no evidence to push in front of you, and then watch you try and see around it's pile. I then fold my arms.
no boundries for you not to cross while I lob rocks in your direction, and hide my hands. I stand teasing you.
I want the weight
I want to tell you
--what I want
and own every sentence.
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