Poetry003
By silent_screams
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Get away
There’s that pause with the song
Sometimes it feels hard to belong.
We are pussies and give up very quickly.
So where is Shannon Hoon now that
We need him.
Strongly medicated, hope those
I brought along with me
Can maintain.
“So I will cook all your books,
you can watch it instead
from the peace of your burning bed.”
Shouldn’t have used quotes
There, I made it my own and
I need some acid as if it were medicine,
Nearly got a ball tonight
I was bored,
With a bit of unwarranted
Luck there was no answer.
Acid is what I want anywho,
For the Ween show creeping
Up around the edges.
Take a breath a replacement
If the moment
Frozen in time,
Got a few hundred limes.
Done went lost my mind.
Only a waster time,
The heart is the tiger,
And saves the apologies.
Just refer to me as Cassidy,
And have fun with me while I’m around.
Comments on "Poetry003"
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On Wednesday, March 23, 2011, N3ll
(11) wrote:
i don't know if i read this wrong or not but i felt hopeless reading it, hopeless and slightly amused. lie that kind of delirious feeling you get, the one where you might burst out laughing at a funeral even. k i'll stop rambling, point being, i liked it. -nell