Once I wrote, Words that will never be spoken, words that created a passionate potion of concern, of emotions that were stearn and quick to burn, any opposing thought. Words that could never be taught, bought, thought by another soul, i wrote words that were discovered in my numb, skull, Hell No, Fuck Firewallz, "Is it erased!!!" I chased these rythmes, these words i once created, invaded words. Never Heard. this is about my rage!! I wrote a really good freestyle peom I was goin to submit. Well.. i submitted it and the comp. made me log on again and when it cam back all of it was erased. OUCH!!! Big mistake...well... thats what it was about anyway.
