Gaz illionaire


Imagination - Poem by Gaz illionaire

I just use my imagination,
Used it from kindergarten to graduation,
Use your own in any situation,
But if you don’t just stick to masturbation.

Now what doesn’t kill me will make me stronger,
Words can’t kill me so I might make them longer,
A symphony might be sympathy but that aint shit to me,
Easy, really? I made this a walk in the park,
In the dark I wrote this in the dark as we kissed,
I missed a beat a missed your verse,
I’m cursed with voices in my head,
Voices I dread, voices I played and made,
Voices I paid to keep away,
Voices I hear in my mind everyday.

I just use my imagination,
Used it from kindergarten to graduation,
Use your own in any situation,
But if you don’t just stick to masturbation.

Now what doesn’t destroy me will make me real,
Now what doesn’t deploy me will make me heal,
What doesn’t react wrongly will strongly shield,
Wield a blade hide me in the shade and protect,
I suspect that a diet doesn’t work when you fry it,
You should try it; I created and rated myself,
I’m twelfth in my own division of heroes,
A division of zeros that need light in this darkness,
Are you heartless? Because I hope that you’re not,
I wanna make this genre bigger, give it my best shot.

I just use my imagination,
Used it from kindergarten to graduation,
Use your own in any situation,
But if you don’t just stick to masturbation.


Comments about Imagination by Gaz illionaire

  • Rookie Sarah Loves (8/13/2007 3:50:00 PM)

    k.

    I'll stick to m-bation.

    %-D (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Fallen Too Far (7/15/2007 2:39:00 PM)

    Love it. That's all. cuz i've saaid at a billion and a gallon times, but stupendous. (hey! there's a new word!)
    relly supurb XO (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Evaughn Gray (7/14/2007 11:04:00 PM)

    that is a beautifu poem ~ i love it ~hazel xxx i stole ur xx's lol (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 22 Points Gregory Collins (7/14/2007 10:09:00 PM)

    is nietzche chasing andromeda to catch a glimpse of sung yu, a verbal complexity typical of cherished rock gardens of mother slapped and father came from nowhere (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 14, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, March 21, 2011


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