I'm like neo but more of a poet.
I know it. I think...

Old Noble life.
What a dream, where dreamy eyes still linger...

Who knew Deja vu would be, would do.
Such a gift or is it a curse...

In a land where paper pays for blood. A fair...
I infer the worst, both out of tough love and...

So many times upon a time,
I trap my soul in lines of rhyme...

Those foes of mine.
Creating holes in time...

A broken friendship
Worlds apart...

Sittin thinking, pen and paper.
Unlimited possibility simulator...

RED.
I don't know what I'm doing...

Questioning my age.
This is just a phase...

In a normally functioning brain (one thats not...
I realize where they sit...

I've been sitting.
Oh, have I been sitting...