I leave tommorow
for Colorado
I'd please to borrow
a second of peace
I predict to percieve
as landing gear retreats
head between knees
like aerials on ski's
but at the time of inscription
my derrogatory predictions
of collision or cataclysm
are ridiculous visions
but won't waste a second
to make Jillibean blemish
in what's left of human wreckage
can't correct what was never said
I'm gonna miss her so much
She's more than a crush
plush to the touch
the only one I love
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In an attempt to add flavor to his hyphy existence, Sid writes his blog in the form of a 24 bar rap verse. 1 bar for each hour of the day! the blog is updated daily!
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