VonneBundy

We are nothing.

Shades of grass.

We are defined by nothing.

His poetry is deep,

Words to try and hold his meaning.

Possess his nothingness and bring it into being.

But he is just, nothing. 9:19 8/6/13

 3:27 8/6/13

as much as you want to disagree,

we know that you are nothing more to me than nothing.

you are the same as me.

we are nothing but a line,

glass cut, beyond ;

8/7/2013

Quintum Degree.

Cut Bottomless ;

Limitless, then Restricted.

Tell them about: Diminutive Lexis.

His language Of what he speaks to me.

Spoken upon See, it is, passable to be weak.

 

Glass Cut me Five times, Deep

Toward some deeper.

Deeper into this,

To get deeper into it.

This humanity,

They don’t get it when I say I want to run away.

To not place myself there.

I will be led forward, from here.

I see my eyes as little as they are to be,

My brotheran, My friend;

He has convinced me.

He is full of meaning.

His mind is far more than me.

Hassan, you are, Lovely.

you ever feel it?

she seems perfect.

above all,

men drop to knees underneath

beauty

these levels.

do you not know what you took from me?

see, don't think every word is literated from your noise.

see, these levels are full of depth,

and i can't help but to keep..

keep, thinking;

nonetheless .. just to think..

juss, don' think that every word came from you,

but however, what has become of you. 2:39 8/8/13

8/12/2013 --

our sides are different.

others want what others do not want.

it bares my mind when i think abt this,

to sit down and understand that we all have diff sides to us,

but that does not mean each side is the same for each of us.

labels of friends, when in reality who is my friend?

i am the best, to you you state i am your best friend.

a sister, at heart ; through our souls.

but, where are my friends?

"they just blowin' through the wind.."

if so, i'll blow with the leaves.

i still can't find my friends.