I'll be here for you,
Tidal wave or tsunami
Gazing, grazing, and amazing dear,
Your sunflower rays shoot buds into my blossoming heart;
Blossoming buds of weed that soon will bring adolescences happiness and peace to the enviroment.
Fill her up, let her down;
High to low with tie dye patterns of distant stars,
Dancing past your eyes as the wind chimes ding,
Ding, dong, dong...ding,
Predictable sounds,
Unpredictable patterns.
With a slice of predetermined fate,
I kiss the silver spoon good rediance and put the brown paper bag in my subconcious.
A mind set or a play set, they both are games
And games have rules but upon breaking them self-expression is released and moral code is written.
