Bodies expired

Yeah,you love it because its so dark/
So sick and full of the maple tree bark/
Bitter to taste but too graceful to waste/
Hold onto it and embrace/
Our bodies were expired when we arrived/
And the ship has fallen before we were alive/
So don’t deny it just let it ignite/
Shit i don’t know anymore/
This life is a test and i get bad scores/
Let the waves crash in -the waste splash in/
The pain of payment and the repaying of debt/
Lead to the lifelong walk- exact same spot/
We are caught in this long-shot over-bought cost of naught/
Fuck it i guess i lost again/
Another taste of what will never be in the end/
For days and days i prayed we could be a cure/
Pure/
I’m understanding to what I’ve got/
The line is drawn and what do you have anymore?/
A worthless call, a RR track and a worthless roommate/
No wonder why you always procrastinate/
Time will tell who will drown in hell/
And you will be caught in his flames just as well/
My heads caught in the noose with you my knife I try to get loose/
But his head is caught too/
You ripple shattered throughout me and everyone involved/
A promotion to the queen of what hate sells/
There is a resolve there is a breakpoint of confession/
In the memory of fantasy addresses/
Meeting internet after internet a pixel of meaning/
That has more substance in the chase than the being/
Recede the waves and nothing is played/
But a memory of how we strayed//

Written by Baz

07 Apr 2009

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About ReflectionistBaz

I love to draw, paint, and make music. I hate people who talk to much, and never listen. And people who are too consumed with themselves to take the time to find out how you are doing. Ignorant people who cannot take their heads out of their asses if their lives depended on it.I am a little left of center, but that’s fine with me. I don’t need to be like everyone else. I generally keep to myself. I love music, art, the occult, supernatural, weird and unique objects, talking to friends, painting, drawing, reading, gaming…

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