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Mystique420
Posts: 338
--is this how it's supposed to feel??
like...a...falling...rain-drop.
mute-- in the fog//
the ground is not yet present.
[but maybe sometime on the way back,
ON THE WAY THERE.]
we'll find another rain-drop & become a puddle.
do that again & it'll skip another beat
(that thing you do so well)
the sun will dry us up & we will be gone.
...just like dust && air//DAMN IT
what more?
we'll still have the puddle & air,
the dust will turn to mud.
would you still be mind for a dime
for the price of time?
'cause we haven't met the ground--
& i have a fortune.
what's a better spend than THIS priceless doo-dad?
the price we pay is ourselves & we pay it all the time.
HERE ARE THE DOLDRUMS//prepare for bankrupcy.
our pockets will be empty; we'll all stand in line:
((at a soup-kitchen___))
waiting to set us up-- to watch YOU FALL.
our bodies will be broken & our minds, a step behind.
the lazy eyes still stare, the limbs become disassembled body-parts.
--don't ever think the weather's perfect the day you perish--
while our bodies crumble into disuse, our minds float____away*
instilled in a rain-drop,
we will meet again.
but maybe sometime on the way back,
...on the way there.
like...a...falling...rain-drop.
mute-- in the fog//
the ground is not yet present.
[but maybe sometime on the way back,
ON THE WAY THERE.]
we'll find another rain-drop & become a puddle.
do that again & it'll skip another beat
(that thing you do so well)
the sun will dry us up & we will be gone.
...just like dust && air//DAMN IT
what more?
we'll still have the puddle & air,
the dust will turn to mud.
would you still be mind for a dime
for the price of time?
'cause we haven't met the ground--
& i have a fortune.
what's a better spend than THIS priceless doo-dad?
the price we pay is ourselves & we pay it all the time.
HERE ARE THE DOLDRUMS//prepare for bankrupcy.
our pockets will be empty; we'll all stand in line:
((at a soup-kitchen___))
waiting to set us up-- to watch YOU FALL.
our bodies will be broken & our minds, a step behind.
the lazy eyes still stare, the limbs become disassembled body-parts.
--don't ever think the weather's perfect the day you perish--
while our bodies crumble into disuse, our minds float____away*
instilled in a rain-drop,
we will meet again.
but maybe sometime on the way back,
...on the way there.
"To live,.... love,..... there's a song to be sung,....
'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."
--first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed--
nah,... we smoke it!
'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."
--first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed--
nah,... we smoke it!Post edited by Unknown User on
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take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
thanx,...it's good i suppose albeit a dark one for me coming from a dark place.
'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."
--first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed--