martes, 3 de junio de 2008

z for zenith

I stand strongly and silent a self thaught citizen who's status sinks zoning emotions still wanting to scream for you to spare sense for i may go insane, cease shouting sad shallow sayings who steal sight and break zen, since it was set up by scurvy scum to sell our souls, stop this seage and someday the sun may shine and sins for sale by slaughterman can be steped on, speak aloud and shape sounds, stand and make a statement dont ever swallow selective words of salvation, the sea of hope shall send high tides to shore, stay never stray and i assure nothing is lost.