THERACONTEUR21

YOU
Current mood: mischievous


ITS LIKE IM IN A DREAM

ALL YOU DO THE THINGS YOU SAY

ALL YOU DO IS TALK IM TRYING TO SHOW YOU THE WAY

BUT IT HAPPENS THAT ALL YOU WANT IS FAME

RUNNING FROM WHO YOU ARE

JUST TO GET AHEAD IN THE GAME

BUT WHAT IF I TOLD YOU THERE IS NO GAME

YOU ARE WHO YOU ARE A LITTLE WIERD A LITTLE STRANGE

THERES NO REAL WAY TO MOVE ON UNLESS YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE

BUT WHO ARE YOU AND WHO AM I

AM I DIFFERENT NOW OR THE SAME GUY

WHAT DO YOU SAY HOW HAVE I GROWED

HAVE I WONDERD FROM THE PATH

IS THE SHEPARD ON THE ROAD I DONT KNOW I CANT SEEM TO SEE HIM

HE MUST BE OUT LOOKING FOR ANOTHER SHEEP TO ADD TO HIS FLOCK

TheUsedToolguy

It's alright; the spelling needs work, it seems to be a statement on society, and I think the last part was about how men who most people want to follow are supposedly righteous, but really just know how to talk a good game

Kevorkian Logic

Why Do You Type In All Caps? It Is Very Distracting.

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"it is only through a limitless accumulation of the imperfect that a certain type of perfection can be attained"

tdoc210

its his myspace blog lmao

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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that.

THERACONTEUR21

yeah think this one is my myspace blog does that change anything
and yea (the used tool guy) thats pretty close to what its about
i think your the only one that gets it not this writing bit writing in general