Each1Teach1's blog: "Some poetry"

walk with me until my topics seem just short of your dreams dreams can be the damnedest things just short of obscene observe the obscenities and discern from pg-13 if its not clear to be seen it seems the vail suceeds in shrouding obvious scenes the sum of all fiends forever finding its way inbetween what we want and dearly need is it in ones abilities to sift amongst these bitter things and still without our earthly dreams and led be not by earthly scenes.....and judged be not by earthly kings the ins and outs of everything the can or could of every being bein of or off of grandous schemes, our dreams, our wings our selfish things that we epiphany that we are free to think free to drink upon this eathly sight that blinks us into oblivion obsidion in the the black abyss of hyperions skies that hollow our hearts becuase our want and our need are what we proceed for wake up for wake life for and struggle in famine in obscene sin and hell and havoc as maverick for its life, joe its a dream show in your mind, so as you find flow in enless light bulbs that show sight cold on the faces of all the races in all the cases you think of all the graces of the godless and the sweetness of the weeds kisses all the puffs and the passes and the free rides the mad sass of friends pasts while the memories last in days of crass flow and findings ........feel free to add lines, please....... if it were up to me, id let the peoples peoples be, they'll find peace eventually, as for you oras for me, thats a different case indeed, how quickly things they seem to be everything except for what weve seen since the begining of the scene, have sex with me to hlp me be deal with me to help me see, severe ties eventually and cut my wrsts with the wire of destiny intentionally.