November 12, 2015


Wear your hair up if that's what you like
Sleep forever, pay no price.
To me there's no one singing
"No I don't feel much like that tonight"
And if your hair's out of your face
I guess it's better off than when it's
to the side
These days I'm living off of, the good of man
I'm a calloused thief, one of the many damned
Yet I stand here like a fortress, so cloaked and cryptic settling like houses.
Oh and I am one more breath from cynical, holding it until that feeling passes.
Catching my breath, not losing it yet.
It's hard to forget with all that I'm said to be.
You'll get back to me.
Something's tearing at my peace of mind
Now I'm drinking coffee for a cheaper high
And as my hair turns to silver, the slivers of myself will stand divided
Oh, I'll take a sad one or two or three and contemplate until I have decided
Call me reckless to abandon love
All this want for nothing and I still can't touch, anything of worth or wisdom
Instead I killed the only thing that lasted
Oh, you are a sly one, I'll cripple you, shake your branches harder than the last did
Love is sunk and lost again

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