= Poetic Tragedy =
Rain is pourin with my heart so heavy
Thunder is out and d’ nymph feel so weary
Eyes now swollen but the rain seems no stoppin
Want to feel numb, it’s now life she’s cursin
My bhaby furry ball, my cutest little gem
Your black biggie eyes, now i’m missin them
Those two-lengthy ears, how curiously they moved
As you hopped on my lap, how sweetly you looked
Nymph moved out her cave, to the jungle she transferred
Dwellin with her housemates, she didn’t know you suffered
Becomin sensitive, greens and water you despised
Mommy didn’t know bhaby, death then you inspired
Have to accept the truth, must say my farewell
Have to deal with this alone, will try to live well
When all things have passed and thought good things never last
Memories turn to dust…dust turns to GOLD.
“The cup is not half empty as pessimists say as far as he sees nothing’s left in the cup”
Nope there’s NO single tear…really weird but dunno…i’m too fly to be depressed i guess *this egoistic mind just pilin them up, dammit!*
my alter ego |