Name(less) |
There are stories written on the inside of her mother's womb that she only wrote with her fingertips
These are the hieroglyphs of a fetus that was destine for greatness
But to this day this
Goddess ca...
Posted by on Sat, 10 Nov 2007 20:17:00 GMT |
Instant Message |
I need a bottle, a pen and some paper
Call me the impossible dream chaser
I wanna be ya nightmare eraser
And try to let these arms embrace ya
So when you retrace ya
Steps later
I could be there
With m...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Sep 2007 09:25:00 GMT |
Written with(out) purpose |
I used to care less about my writingRelying on the fluidity of thought to guide me - I lacked effortSo in essence, substance was in hidingUntil one day, the page spoke to meQuestioned my ability to wr...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Sep 2007 07:40:00 GMT |
THE COLLECTIVE |
What coutry you from?
"What" ain't no country I ever heard of...
They speak English in "What"?
English, Motha Fucka, do you speak it?
Well then you know what I'm saying...
Describe what The Col...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Jun 2007 08:52:00 GMT |
