Thursday, June 30, 2011

sam jones

no one wants to stay
we got nothing to lose
and we'll take it to our graves

-futurebirds




how do you like the view?
all the warning signs bearing down on you,

-well actually I don't quite care for it
not in the least bit

with such exuberance you relished in your joy,
declaring you were no longer used as a toy

-my excuse was that I was young and dumb,
doing what all I could to not feel numb

you have hardly been young and never once have you been dumb,
every action, calculated, cold and true,
doing all you can to prevent others from knowing you

-ignorance is bliss
so too is bliss happiness?

such elegant word play is only used to delay

-it was an old trick I learned from the best,
who ever wholly enjoys being forced to confess?

cause we'll hold each other soon
In the blackest of rooms

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