ThoughtlessThoughts
10-15-2007, 12:26 AM
As our arms are shackled,
our eyes grow tight.
Our blood is drawn,
just before this snakes bite.
A second glance.
A blurry sight.
Taking a knee.
Blinded by light.
Is this a war?
Why am I satisfied?
My **** is getting hard,
and I’m too numb to testify.
A second glance.
A blurry sight.
Taking a knee,
I’m blinded by light.
I can now clearly see,
there’s no sensation like this.
And I think it's blinding me,
with it's unsubtle bliss.
Hours are days,
with this lust of long life.
When it starts to fade away,
I need another bite.
Let me know what you think. I think you can guess what it's about.
our eyes grow tight.
Our blood is drawn,
just before this snakes bite.
A second glance.
A blurry sight.
Taking a knee.
Blinded by light.
Is this a war?
Why am I satisfied?
My **** is getting hard,
and I’m too numb to testify.
A second glance.
A blurry sight.
Taking a knee,
I’m blinded by light.
I can now clearly see,
there’s no sensation like this.
And I think it's blinding me,
with it's unsubtle bliss.
Hours are days,
with this lust of long life.
When it starts to fade away,
I need another bite.
Let me know what you think. I think you can guess what it's about.