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LaGraceLa Member
since 2011-01-30
Posts 243Minnesota, USA |
It all seams to make sense, Yet as soon as you think you have it down It changes and sends you spinning round Trying hopelessly to keep your feet firmly planted on the ground As the world slams the floor into your face And you lay there while blood from your nose and lip race, Staining the hard, starved earth dark red As you try to burn bridges you'd meant to mend. It all seams to make sense, Yet as soon as you look around The loud, obnoxious world dies with not even a sound And no sight of the hope, the love, will ever be found, For coffins deep in the hard, sun baked earth Are only mentions to the people and their worth. Not at their best, but at their very worst, All the while accusing fingers point out the chosen and the cursed. It all seams so god d*** simple. You assume you figured it out, But here I am, and I cry and I shout Making it seam all so god d*** impossible When the probability of what I say being true is improbable. It all seams to make sense, But then you open your eyes And you see so clearly the fake and the lies That you've managed to miss forever till now And it is down on your knees in pain that you bow Down to the gods that demand your sacrifice When their hate for you is as cold as ice Yet you lay down your simple life And allow them to slit your throat with a dirty, dull knife. |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
Did you happen to see the look on my face after I read this? Look up "ASTONISHED" in the dictionary. My picture is there. **cheers wildly** ·´~`·»Garapan«·´~`· "Look! Crumbs on his jacketses... Heeee took it!" |
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