Fuck it... will I -ever- make it past the second round of a tournement? Will I always be doomed to lose as a loose loser of a loose noose around the neck to wreck the sec... ond... I make it past the first round?

Anyway, here be my dealy.

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Don't interfere with the fear found in the atmosphere
Let the worm squirm like a vaccinated germ
I appear to your ear like a sincere souvenir
And I say not to burn the turn that you'ved earn
As the world turns, as the world turns
As the world turns, we turn our back on the world
At least I do, trying to be like every boy and girl
First I was twirled then swirled, my guts hurled
Unfurled was I as I walk with a pearl in my eye
But never about me has anyone ever asked me WHY?

Incohereant and unconventional, I'm never understood
Even when I speak so plainly I'm still never understood
So I turn by back on the world, and they never understood
I'm a mime on the phone, Or a cardboard box for a home

Dark apocolyptic orange clouds rain inside my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red
That only happens when the green leaf becomes gray smoke
And that makes me more incohereant, what a joke to invoke!

I AM NOT WITHOUT RHYME OR REASON THOUGH SOMETIMES WITHOUT RHYME!
BUT SINCE NONE OF Y'ALL GIVE A FUCK ABOUT ME...
~~~

~Islam~

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Quote:

Originally posted by Bruklor Nec is just dumb

I'm taking that as a compliment.