A functionless Society serves no eternal good other than its own end. Unexcited and disturbing was my heart ripped open and thrown into the fire. Salty lips are paradox when whispered in a velvet box. All of these indescrepancies should be thrown out of the way. Everybody touch my soul, there's no place else to go. There are crazy people who desire to make you do strange things. These are unwanted and uninvited things. These are the people who suck. I cannot contain life, it contains me. Forgiveness is sudden desperation, turned inside out.
Dedicated to Joshy
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart