Ouch
Revolution shot in my face
They're so boring you know
And I'm so out of place
Is it cool to pluck gun shots from my chest?
Or should I just leave it a mess?
What's the point when the view is so cold?
Crap, I think I'm getting too old…
There was this car in the parking lot
The only one left
A street light
(The logical guess)
Or the sun making a come back
I wasn't sure at all
For a brief second it stayed
For an eternity it was gone
Probably how I ended up this way
Hey God, you son-of-a-gun,
I knew it all along
My happiness signed that contract
A long time ago
And it seems to me now
That my sadness doesn't have anywhere to go
So I let it stay here for awhile
Perhaps a year or two
The loophole in the contract
Was that I shared the sadness with you
And Oh my God
I can't believe I've let it out
Like a lightening strike in a blizzard
The biggest thing that you could doubt
Well I'd have dealt it to you
And told you how I felt
But this, this is where all the snow melts
And I knelt
To the sun
Breaking lights heading west
A gust of wind
And a second chance
Were closely related
When I was standing there
Without you,
On the worn down sidewalk
Bending down to tie my shoes
I missed the meteor by a second
So I'm sorry
I did not get to give my wish
To you
Because distractions…
Are meant to give waste to a moment
Or impulse an exploration of discovery
To realize something new
And in that distraction I found truth
Bleeding from every pore on my mouth
To the core of my tooth
In all that,
I found Hell
When it broke loose
I held your faults in my hand
And breathed them in
Through every point in my soul
To try to make you feel even the slightest bit better
About me not being able to be bold
And I'm sorry for that
For the fact that I'm a coward
A quaint threat in my eyes
I clipped and cut all the flowers
And tossed the thorns into the sky
Polluted charm
In every star
Yet, you never even
Asked me why
Author notes
I'd sit here all day and explain it but I have a concert to be ready for by 5:30 P.m. hahaha I bet you guys aren't seeing Bob Dylan tonight.
Hahah, I laugh in your face.
Okay I'm sorry But Bob Dylan is pretty amazing.
How much wood could a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck could chuck wood?
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oh yeah, well Bob and I are from the same town...so HA!
What can I say...it amazes me how many differnt things you are always able to come up with...your imagery and metaphors are always outstanding...I'm gonna start stealing them, lol
Just teasing...brilliant, of course!


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BOB!
Yeah well he's one of the coolest writers...BUT ya know, his voice is friggen scary in concert its either boogie man style or Scoopie Doo. (I JUST REALIZED how awesome that name is) Especially typing it out...But bob is great. We got in trouble for getting closer to him...lol. Twas all very fun though.
OH and you can have them, i forget them everytime anyway, why else would i have to make new ones every time? I suppose my forgetfulness serves me well so you think. But lol..
Thankyou so much though, its awesome that I have at least one loyal reader. Heh. THANKS.



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