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"Chirp" motherfucker
By whisperer
voices wake me in the darkness of the early morning broken by a thousand
cornered shards of yesterday
i pulled my head from the floor and saw somebody's god laughing at me
silently
and walking away
a hundred times i've said this and you've never seen me pray
speak to me
speak the truth
find another way to clean your eyes
walk your lines
or just push me away
fading
this tide keeps me from shore
in time i'll end up sinkin' to the bottom and walking back won't be a problem
not like all this and more
all your believing in bleeding and the trust you keep in the other side
of the mirror keep breaking and shaking underneath all the fear you hold
in here
and i'm so sick of listening to your god laugh his way to the rocking chair
where he sits and stares and the world around goin round and down...
and i'll tell you
i know he doesn't care
from cricket to roach tailing ghosts in the darkness
all that is not on the spot chokes
looking for hope in the heartless
how can't you be aware
it isn't there
speak to me
i'm always there
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© 2006 whisperer
Published on Friday, February 24, 2006.
Filed under:
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Comments on ""Chirp" motherfucker"
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A former member wrote:
I don't know really what to make of this.. but it seemed to twist itself into a knot. Your words are feelings that can't just be shaken off.. if I'm making sense here.. don't think so, but yes..
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A former member wrote:
..read like numbing an ache 'til it just throbs... I'm intrigued, as always.
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