Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Time's Come

Something’s gonna get out of this Place

You know it’s gonna be my Flesh

Something’s gonna get out from this Race

You know it’s gonna be my Face

I swear I will get over me in coming Days

It’s time I come over my own Craze

But the road to utopia is the Mesh of Maze

I can’t stop; I have to move there through the Haze

I am running but I fear I may run out of my Age

“Come back to reality” that’s what my shadow Says

I sat in oblivion only to know I was wanted in this Mess

Buckle up dude; you need to run with me @ fast Pace

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