Thursday, September 21, 2006
InwardConfloption
i jus feel lik whimper'n dese days solitarily, in some small corners; somwhere. insomnia reignd over me, no doubt. time's haywir'd, im here accomodat'n. complyn' wif da game; da one who sleeps first gona fall. imma winner throughout, a pathetic winner who won in dis classic war.digress'n..imma captivat'd!
thirteens down; one more to go :)
nw i tink, biological clock's stimulatin'.
deres abundant things to do.time's insufficient.i'l c evry seconds - a hart of life.i'l mke use of 'em.wheez'n 'em into a grt phenomenom.i'l nvr let you go, like a child letting go of his kite.i'l abide wif da rules n stay wif you.