119:42 Psalm. Waw
“…for I trust in your word.”
Its a two way street,
gain from it,
If there is a blind way to deal of it,
then maybe all we are,
are but specks in its punctuation.
So be it, learn to see its ways,
or can we ever give it, to that someone who can not concieve nor
comprehend its rules to be broken from.
-X phactore p63.
Linya de los papel
each time i talk to you.
Knowingly you cannot even talk anything about your shit.
This head ache is gone yes,
but my life in a pinch is a stress,
that never ends,
where it leaves, my moutg follows.
Dont let me be a square
in your circle.
Lets try triangle in a circle,
so i can circumnavigate my angle.
A mass of gas,
circling, around my head,
never a square nor a cubed,
to put this sphere within.
The grey told green,
there is a deeper level if we combined.
The green replied,
no way, yellow wont allow it.
Then, id mix blue in so we can be more stronger within.
said the grey.
There you were,
Here I am
knowing what to say or do.
Now we cant even embrace our own selves just because.
Than being together,
we are separate in mind.
cometh the lil one can link us like that.
She was, is, will always be that communicator for us two.