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clouds w/ smashing pumpkins.
my heavy heart is compelled to the meloncholic melody
of 'disarm', my mind subdued by story tellers voice
And im taken away by Billy Corgans Poise
He blows my mind away whilst the image of your face
fragmented and cracked, disperses to all corners of the earth
away from me, you are now a passing cloud, it will rain no more
but my tears still pour
my salt tears roar and i compose something raw;
Thou hath stanied my mourning heart
thou hath betrayed the essence of lingering compassion
thou hath eradicated the innocence of compelling words
thou hath destroyed that of which i held most sacred
thou hath shamed affection and replaced it with hate
'1979', bass keeps me smiling :)
i do apologize with a thousand suns
but only time can speak for itself, maybe time will heal
and yes;
i am a scorned, impetuous, impulsive replusive creature
of your manifestation.
I manifest well, yet you cant get out of the spell
the negative cycle, the resentment, the exhaust.
i am wrong, you are right, all the time.
but not now.
im tired of trying, and with each relization my soul dies
and the best part is
you dont give a fuck.
however,
the composition of 'eye' drench my thoughts
and wash these words unto the screen.
i pray we will regain our cosmic connection
i pray for you in loving protection
i love you, friend
may you be blessed.
forever more
ps. no one is perfect,
but i wait in the everlasting gaze of past days
no matter what im there
so i ponder upon the clouds, and wish for my friend back.
as the sun sets, the birds avaiate this messege to you
and the clouds they pass by as
my headphones, dry
with silence.
the music's over
and i press replay.
of 'disarm', my mind subdued by story tellers voice
And im taken away by Billy Corgans Poise
He blows my mind away whilst the image of your face
fragmented and cracked, disperses to all corners of the earth
away from me, you are now a passing cloud, it will rain no more
but my tears still pour
my salt tears roar and i compose something raw;
Thou hath stanied my mourning heart
thou hath betrayed the essence of lingering compassion
thou hath eradicated the innocence of compelling words
thou hath destroyed that of which i held most sacred
thou hath shamed affection and replaced it with hate
'1979', bass keeps me smiling :)
i do apologize with a thousand suns
but only time can speak for itself, maybe time will heal
and yes;
i am a scorned, impetuous, impulsive replusive creature
of your manifestation.
I manifest well, yet you cant get out of the spell
the negative cycle, the resentment, the exhaust.
i am wrong, you are right, all the time.
but not now.
im tired of trying, and with each relization my soul dies
and the best part is
you dont give a fuck.
however,
the composition of 'eye' drench my thoughts
and wash these words unto the screen.
i pray we will regain our cosmic connection
i pray for you in loving protection
i love you, friend
may you be blessed.
forever more
ps. no one is perfect,
but i wait in the everlasting gaze of past days
no matter what im there
so i ponder upon the clouds, and wish for my friend back.
as the sun sets, the birds avaiate this messege to you
and the clouds they pass by as
my headphones, dry
with silence.
the music's over
and i press replay.
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