Submissions by Garbage
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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Give a rest, don’t forget
Don’t cry, he will drown
Miss everything, and smile back
Let’s pretend were God enough,
to hide the frown
Your simple kingdom broke down in one night
Few humble souls went along in your flight
Silence kicked in,
even the tourette obsessed birds stood quiet
What happened?
We stared in the TV screens.
Why? Oh, why?
The world cries, why?
Maybe we did not deserve?
Maybe god was jealous?
Maybe it was safety from the worse?
No matter, what horizon…
The pain is a beast.
We didn’t...
Don’t cry, he will drown
Miss everything, and smile back
Let’s pretend were God enough,
to hide the frown
Your simple kingdom broke down in one night
Few humble souls went along in your flight
Silence kicked in,
even the tourette obsessed birds stood quiet
What happened?
We stared in the TV screens.
Why? Oh, why?
The world cries, why?
Maybe we did not deserve?
Maybe god was jealous?
Maybe it was safety from the worse?
No matter, what horizon…
The pain is a beast.
We didn’t...
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I hear music
Flower child, com on over,
We can’t let them leave so sober.
Take the jam, rock it out,
Show them what you’re all about.
Pick yourself off the ground,
Fly along with the sound.
No one can throw shame on you,
Now you are among the true
Euphoric flowers bloom in your eyes
And the pain… the sadness inside of you… it dies.
Love birds start to sing in your head
And like your little ladies lipstick…
All your picture turns brightly red.
Flower child, take this sound,
Give them the pleasure of another round.
Kill...
We can’t let them leave so sober.
Take the jam, rock it out,
Show them what you’re all about.
Pick yourself off the ground,
Fly along with the sound.
No one can throw shame on you,
Now you are among the true
Euphoric flowers bloom in your eyes
And the pain… the sadness inside of you… it dies.
Love birds start to sing in your head
And like your little ladies lipstick…
All your picture turns brightly red.
Flower child, take this sound,
Give them the pleasure of another round.
Kill...
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Grand brainwashing
Extinction of innocence amongst our nation,
like no one has noticed this plagiarism mutation.
Youngsters bathing in Mtv,
trying to imitate all they see.
Voice is choking with a slutty accent,
dreaming to be sixteen and pregnant.
If you lack the love for a trend,
They will drool until you bend.
Pump your blood cells full of glam
Turn your body in to a burned ham
Thousand miles of blond, fake hair
I almost got lost in there.
Pretty zombie look at your brain,
More looks like a pulsing blain.
Trusted surgeons won’t help...
like no one has noticed this plagiarism mutation.
Youngsters bathing in Mtv,
trying to imitate all they see.
Voice is choking with a slutty accent,
dreaming to be sixteen and pregnant.
If you lack the love for a trend,
They will drool until you bend.
Pump your blood cells full of glam
Turn your body in to a burned ham
Thousand miles of blond, fake hair
I almost got lost in there.
Pretty zombie look at your brain,
More looks like a pulsing blain.
Trusted surgeons won’t help...
715 reads
1 Comment
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