Scribd Logo
Upload

Welcome to Scribd!

  • 10 views

    Cynic

    Uploaded by

    Eva Caraway
    Cynic Six languages. Six or more you know, Five hundred words of each Yet everything absorbed is set in stone. Have you forgotten how to breathe in something other than a vacuum?

    Copyright:

    Attribution Non-Commercial (BY-NC)
    Download as DOCX, PDF, TXT or read online from Scribd
    Flag for inappropriate content

    You might also like

    Cynic

    Uploaded by

    Eva Caraway
    10 views1 page
    Cynic Six languages. Six or more you know, Five hundred words of each Yet everything absorbed is set in stone. Have you forgotten how to breathe in something other than a vacuum?

    Original Description:

    Copyright

    © Attribution Non-Commercial (BY-NC)

    Available Formats

    DOCX, PDF, TXT or read online from Scribd

    Did you find this document useful?

    Is this content inappropriate?

    Report this Document
    Cynic Six languages. Six or more you know, Five hundred words of each Yet everything absorbed is set in stone. Have you forgotten how to breathe in something other than a vacuum?

    Copyright:

    Attribution Non-Commercial (BY-NC)
    Download as DOCX, PDF, TXT or read online from Scribd
    Flag for inappropriate content
    Download as docx, pdf, or txt
    10 views1 page

    Cynic

    Uploaded by

    Eva Caraway
    Cynic Six languages. Six or more you know, Five hundred words of each Yet everything absorbed is set in stone. Have you forgotten how to breathe in something other than a vacuum?

    Copyright:

    Attribution Non-Commercial (BY-NC)
    Download as DOCX, PDF, TXT or read online from Scribd
    Flag for inappropriate content
    Download as docx, pdf, or txt
    of 1

    Cynic Six languages Six or more you know, Five hundred words of each From your very mouth

    defined Yet everything absorbed Is set in stone The world is all so perfectly Chiseled in your mind You are no god Funny cause of how you preach I have been cast out Proclaimed an elitist, and a hippy child Because Nature is profound Art should be something pretty Not garish and unsound Oh you are so bright With all that scientific genius Ten years of outdated whims You can survive without nature Have you forgotten how to breathe In something other than a box?

    You might also like