Maybe I shouldn't
And still..., I really have some mean and cruel things I might say. But I won't, I needn't. How am I supposed to give you your solace? Concede that you're are my Overseer? Like a rich person and the money he seeks, even all the money in the world would not satisfy him/her. I can say any number of things and still it's like red before the bull. Any chance to charge. Is self-intropection such a violent illness?
Sit back and read the poem's. Maybe one might cause an epiphany.
Lauren Hynde said:Dude, you wouldn't be able to one-up-man the worm.
And still..., I really have some mean and cruel things I might say. But I won't, I needn't. How am I supposed to give you your solace? Concede that you're are my Overseer? Like a rich person and the money he seeks, even all the money in the world would not satisfy him/her. I can say any number of things and still it's like red before the bull. Any chance to charge. Is self-intropection such a violent illness?
Sit back and read the poem's. Maybe one might cause an epiphany.