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JUST A DRAFT

Sometimes there is no meaning
Not what we feel, but this feeling
It's how I feel, how you feel
Knowing it's temporary, one season
Be fleeting, don't be fast
Because the faster the steps
... .... .....

Have you ever heard of an old saying?
" Haste is the enemy of perfection "
But you really achieved
This desired perfection
What's perfect for you?
A pencil to paper, creating, shaping
The shapes, the words, the curves
A simple example
A simple text
A simple sketch
Just a draft
But it's not enough, it's not enough
To be or not to be enough...
Insufficient, unbearable, unfortunately…

What is this bitter feeling?
That I painfully feel
That leaves me constantly
With hate for this world
I'm just a draft
Burn me, erase me, tear me
Contrary to my inner silence
That says: if you hate, everyone hates you
That says: kill yourself, stay away, isolate yourself
We are not perfect... we are just a draft.

Please Have Intercourse With Me

Getting your attention I am sure
Right now we are having Intercourse
Some fear this word in conversation
Hidden for lack of education

Man has perverted this word
Placing sex above conversation
If I were to walk up to any women and say
I think you are very pretty may we have intercourse

What would her first thought’s be
This simple example may open your eyes
To how man has complicated communication
We take our evil thought’s and pervert our words

We over use our words this waters them down
Love has lost love and hate has gained
Gay no longer means happy
We change our meanings to our words

So how can we understand or have
Intercourse when we mix up our words
This may sound silly and not to important
look around we all have been separated

From lack of Intercourse

Time

Time is an endless thing.  It goes on
and on always forward never back
once gone never to be relived for
time waits for no one or anything.
A second turns into a minute and
a minute turns into an hour and
an hour turns into a day and a 
day turns into a week and a 
week turns into a month and
a month turns into a year, 
this is a simple example 
of how time marches forward.


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