Don't make the words personal, Hurts though, hurts some mo' when the flow won't grow 2 sow the seed,
So now there's a need 4 the weed and the greed that proceeds on contributin' 2 mass hysterical, lunatically lyrical, analytical, and damn-near viceral, jaw-droppin' words that were written 2b subliminal
Keep it 2 a minimal and don't make the words personal!
Life's mad pace moves at stop-n-go proportions, babies keep abortin' the things that are most important
contortion is used 4 spiritual love-life escortin' that of world views on love and it's simple distortion...
now life has been shortend.
Portions of sunshine in the mind can't find reason 2 rhyme while the Sign O' The Times is amoung one of the crimes, sittin' with fine white lines and broken spirits.
Feared shit 2 clear shit from the annul recesses, second guessed the best, so comes the test 2 a servant no rest believed stress was worry and worry was stress something weighs heavy upon the chest...
But don't make the words personal!!!
It hurts s'mo...
A toe tag's line on borderline insane brain games running away 2 remain mainstayed by a name change, seekin' a sugar-coated melody and dreams filled with cherry lotus blossoms and fairies who sing and dance...
Take that personally and you're GAY!!!
Confined in a comfort zone
Cramped, locked- up, and alone 2 atone 4 past sins on a throne that condoned the sale of all sales in tales that are passed down form his story 2 his story...
While the words remain simple and cute like that 2 dimples or digustin' and upchuckin' like that of new pimples or maybe hair-bubbles and troubles upon troubles double the pain and joy when the Good Lord touches u...
Because only then U see that of sacrafice and what the Son went through.
Made the words personal? True, but only 4 an example
Maps do chart a course as nature sits and tries not 2 fall short by the wayside so short of an attention span takin' drags of newports developin' lung cancer not knowin' the problem is not ressurected-ly corrected( it burns in the soul long before the lungs'll go I checked it) further inspected, times and eras are reflected in the lines on your face and the people that u have slept with...
So I check shit just so that this may be brought 2 an end my friend and I now leave on simple words that u can handle

(Get it? Example/Handle? Aww, who the heck needs ya!!!)