the party just arrived.
by Jacy Moore on Sunday, November 29, 2009 at 1:27pm
It’s not about me anymore I’ve seen inside the looking glass And there is confetti everywhere
This road is going nowhere fast Hands inside my pockets Feeling loose coins jingle I take a deep breath and think About a lost locket That probably went inside the sink It’s not about that anymore I’ve driven pass this spot Thoughts flow like ocean waves smoothly crash Blocking all religious views Diving into the unknown The cure was once Laughing rather than crying a lot, a lot Their all on my side now Some may be doubtful But I could care less Since none of this is at all frightful Deprived from sleep Infected with the yawning disease I grew accustom to contentment Without nothing but happiness Being personally released Morals in the deep end The bargain I told myself a million times Before I’ve feasted in more But there was a point when I mended What was, what is, and what comes after
- To be continued
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