if the words could kill me.
i could've been lay on yours.
if the promises could slit my throat cleanly.
it could've been hold on yours.
if the time and the peep-peep tones could hit my eyes till blue.
i could've been ask a white towel from you.
let the wrecked angel sketch my upper palm.
let the zookepers boy open up a rollercoaster for you.
time is a time, if i see it on quantity paradigm.
time is timeless, if i feel it on quality paradigm.
paradigm of ours is a mechanism.
mechanism of ours is an enthusiasm.
enthusiasm of ours is a march of roman army comin.
rushin out rushin in flow out in my ears, the ears of universe.
and my heart as your jerusalem.
i ignore the time.
i ignore the agendas.
i ignore the thoughts.
i ignore the others.
i have no time to waitin plane boarding to a settled location.
i just take the first ticket showin up and let it boards to the unknown universe.
i have no time to think, i'm just believe.
i have no time to tell, i only have a big faith
i have no time to swim, i'm just drowned.
i have no time to show, i only get booked by.
if it's good for me, then makes me thanked you, dear god.
if it's good for you, then makes me heard thanks from you, dearly dear.
if it's good for the other, then makes us yours also, dear universe.
if it's a chemical, then makes us a HYDROGEN and OXYGEN.
TAKK!
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