...:::Zeitgeist:::...

Zeitgeis!!

...:::A bullet sounds the same in every language:::...

To those who never leave me alone To them my hatred will hone Not to something as beautiful as rain But something filled with pain You crush me when i begin to feel nice Because of you my throat i want to slice I wish to no longer drink in the air Of this world that never was fair. Just because I look big and dumb Doesn't mean my feelings are numb Even though I rarely speak The sound of my bullet is bleak. Matthew Hyatt

...:::ZzZeebra:::...

Too Many

What the fuck!