Its a wreck and i have a suspect,
Its the design i doubt, i fear its clout,
Everything built crumbles,
Everything great fumbles,
And the reason to this misery?
I have a scapegoat, destiny..
A bug hypnotised by the light trap,
happiness is just a communication gap..
Got to live through it, like they say...
looking out for the peeping sun on a cloudy day
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3 comments:
Aye.. remember reading the grand designs.. neat piece
Peace maite!
dude.. nice to see u in blogger ... Happy Blogging ...
Hey haloi! yeah u too man.
cheers
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