Monday, March 19, 2007

the poem is really in the rap, baby...


floppy disc

uni-ball pens

30 notebooks filled with rap lyrics

working

___________on my opus

((((((((((((discovered, that people just don't
write like

they use to))))))))))))))))))))>>>>>>>>they ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,think::::::::::::
everything should be


be


a_____________sample
a_____________taste
A LOOK into their
medicore existence

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