Saturday, March 5, 2011



They say familiarity breeds contempt.
When your with somebody all time is spent.
No holding on, no going on. It's over mon.

When the heart takes over,
the mind stops breathing!
Your lost for air,
lost to care
in this wicked world
where no one cares

enough for the lonesome
that sit locked up at home
from no clue in mind
to love stolen crime.  
It's over mon. No going on

For you my cheater. Oh cheater.
There is no better grass than the one you cut
For me my cheater. Oh cheater.    

(song written by the impression of some scenes from the movie "Stone")


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