In spite of pride.
Here we are,
So one-dimensional
Just a
Blip
On your
R
__a
____ d
______ a
________ r.
For we all come from one place, and to that place we shall return.
Be it Brahman, or dust, or some unknown plane or even nothing at all, we all fall.
She sat there with salmon hair, drenched in beauty, but nobody saw.
He sat there singing the nicest music, but nobody listened.
So one-dimensional
Just a
Blip
On your
R
__a
____ d
______ a
________ r.
For we all come from one place, and to that place we shall return.
Be it Brahman, or dust, or some unknown plane or even nothing at all, we all fall.
She sat there with salmon hair, drenched in beauty, but nobody saw.
He sat there singing the nicest music, but nobody listened.
posted by Dylan at 2:55 PM
1 Comments:
Wrong, everyone listens to me and my beautiful songs.
Oh, did I ruin the moment?
I hear you though dude, life's pointless, but you gotta get the most you can out of it, basically I'm saying grow a pair and listen to your heart...
I wish I could, too.
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