Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Perfect 10


I can finally see.
The hype of this number from my friends.
It is not just any numbers in the open sea.
This four number defined "Perfect 10"

No, I never had a Sweet Sixteen.
The event where my parents said: "You are an adult."
No, because I wasn't yet, I was still a young, sick teen.
Now, I can see. Next year, I will be making the thunderbolt.

This teeth will break from its metal cage,
With the independence, it will make happiness and love.
Smoothness of the divine creation and not man's rage.
Let me smile to people and they smile back, we will create a dove.

This is mine and I don't want it on my face.
It sneaky popping out, creating yellow and red on mine and their's.
Insecure surrounds me. "What are you looking when you are talkin to me, ace?"
Not me, huh? Let friendships destroy and the pain, silently, I bear.

2010
A new era will come and let the old kingdom perish.
My brothers, your time has ended.
In life, there can be only one king. No,
neither of you. Me.
I will lay the law, people are bees.
With my new form, I will be surround with ho.
No, you are a slut. Too late, you are tired.
I will lay the law, raise the bar, make life ravish.

Beware.
scared.
No where to run.
My destiny has come, innocence and guilty
will be collateral.
Friend will stay friend, join and enjoy.
People called "Fri-end" will feel the sun.
Climbing is tiring, but satisfy.
Waiting is...waiting, but satisfy without grafity.

Destiny has come and I am ready.
Come and suck me.
I let you, take me, and throw me
Because I am lost,
throw me far and hard...
To a perfect 10, to greatness.

I will land.

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