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I Need My Fix, Don't You?
Contributed by
beefybeebuzz
on
Thursday, 26th March 2009 @ 02:22:19 AM in AEST
Topic:
DreamsandWishes
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be quiet, and listen, to what im trying to say
hold your tongue, watch your mouth, don't give it all away
things are different now, the air is very still
i know were out of time, but we've got time to kill
with all the wasted years, and all the mounting sins
they're all pinned to your soul, like a paper by a pin
you need to realize, that it's dark outside
but it's dark outside, so that they can hide
who are they? and what are you trying to say?
they are the world, and I've a message to convey
beware the final fall, the mushroom cloud
it will be much warmer than it is loud
they are the fires of hell, and you're at the end of your chain
it's time to buckle up and get ready for the pain
for your actions here, are materializing there
do you feel it? do you feel the cold air?
its the turn of the century, my grandpa died
i was the only one there who never cried
i just stared and watched, as the emptiness grew
and as the future of this world faded away with the blue
the blue sky, it started turning green
and the low tide, started rising in the sea
and morals are now getting overrated
and the cost of love, is getting inflated
it's okay for us, to steal and cheat
we don't care about health, we can take the heat
they are rigging the poles and smiling at death tolls
and we need to move east to "liberate"
we're the aggressors, but they love to say "defensive state"
you think you know what came first? the chicken or the sandwich?
they're just numbers to you, that total beach house, you're RICH
don't tell me how you're good, and how you help us all
through writing, i was alive to watch the Romans fall
please, open your eyes, you're an insult to intelligence
by greed you justify the fading voice of your conscience
do not touch me, please! just let me keep my house
do not hear me, please! just let me use my mouth
don't you see? you've turned freedom into a poison
and conclusively, taken the beauty from the virgin
i want my life back, you owe me a blessing
change these people back, they were once good, i'm guessing
"True happiness does not exist. People find
something close to their ideas of true
happiness, then redefine true happiness to fit what it is that they have found"
-Me
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Re: I Need My Fix, Don't You?
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by venkat on
Thursday, 26th March 2009 @ 06:38:47 AM AEST
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I know so much thought went on in your mind before writing this poem..
well..there is depth, there is message with so much eloquence..
its a thought provoking beautiful write. :-)venkat |
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