Sunday, May 23, 2010

Tangled Up In You

Just because I deserve it doesn't mean I will settle for it, My gifts range and one is speaking metaphoric, You should have nothing against me if you have nothing on me, If their is no way you can assist me then your just a walking zombie, either that or your someone who plans on walking on me, Don't test me or try me, Don't walk near me or by me, Anything I do for me is by me, I'm always in sticky situations so my counter thoughts have to be slimy, I can get out of any jam, Its impossible for me to give any damn, All my fingers are meant for blaming, All my cruelty is meant for taming and all my actions are meant for shaming, I have no fears that do not coincide with dripped tears, I never wish upon disappearing, Only reappearing, My eyes are meant for steering and my peripherals are meant for staring, My past is meant for haunting, My present is meant for scaring, My future is meant for caring, But this gift i speak of, Yes, This gift, This gift is meant for sharing. 

Johnathon Michael Espinoza:

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