How preposterous
• Written by Supernova
Supernova's Notes
Lost the flow at the end, but who gives a fuck.
Let me share with you, my concoction
Unconscious, soul searching in forbidden lands
Where the dead reside with heinous plans
Attentions spanned, elevated from these borderlands
Glands expanded, perceptions perfect
Understand this outing, will be worth it
Undeserving I even made it this far
Without immersing myself in the worst that's offered
Better myself, let me start with my posture
But can I reside, on a earth so preposterous
Unnerving, annoying, though demeanor isn't cross
Lost and at what cost, living life to please the posh?
They can rot, let me bloom and reach for the moon
But momma said its too soon, so I'll postpone
Leave all my thoughts circulating in my room
and if I never achieve my dreams
I'll read my journal and cut circulation from in the womb
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Supernova
Member since January 5 2014