| To build may have to be the slow and laborious task of years. To destroy can be the thoughtless act of a day. ~Winston Churchill |
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| xanga schmanga . shiet looks different since the last time i fucked wit
it . i need to stop cussing . or at least tone it down when necessary .
random thoughts . i often think i think a little too random . i think
time IS runnin cuz i coulda swore 2004 was right next to me . you cant
be in it to win it if youre totally out of it . if i were to treat my
friends to a blunt i would be 'smoking them out' . so if took them out
to eat would i be 'eating them out'? . i found corruption and lost
production . conduction of the easy things induction aint my easy thing
. if i wanted silence then i would tell you to kill it . but if i
wanted you to talk i'll tell you to shoot..
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The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster,
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three beloved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
-- Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) a disaster.
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| drop cuts like I'm serrated.. |
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| he actually talked SOME sense into me . n I've noticed I tlk like a man but been actin' like a boy . self-disappointment . nothn else to be said.. |
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