A heavy weight 

Predicting fate 

Indefinite debate 

Defend your hate 

Pessimistic fortune takes 

Some time to forumaulate 

but i could take 

A stroll of thoughts 

Trickel down 

To solid ground 



I thought you said something that pertained to sin 

And I was overhwelmed by a thrill 

Then we did something 

Some would call a sin 

Timid symptom afraid of sweeter taste 



Was it better before I ever knew 

Pleasures mixed with bodily virtue 

I knew 

Everything kept quiet hides your shame 

Coming out to let the world know that you partake 

In same dimension shouldn't make you outcast condescended.