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just a random babbling of mine
Somehow words look more official typed on a clean white sheet.
Untouched by the pencil or pen of truth. This way, I can disguise everything, and you would never think twice. This would be reality to you. In some ways I just want to scream these words out loud, but just give me five minutes before I change my mind....again. Ill speak, and you'll run, and then Ill listen to the silence that your broken heel leaves behind I've done this too many times. Ill listen and you'll speak, but Im too weak to listen, so you'll run, with your crutches. And then im left waiting here with a sheet of paper I memorized. An impossible opportunity. Quite a theory I must say. One that has yet to make sense to the curious ear, eye, tongue. A taste that cannot be tossed into any given category. Sour, sweet, bitter. There are words, but then there are lies. Lies, words, words, lies. Is there some mechanical device they have created without my knowledge? A device that tell's of everything? A device so pristine, that he who touches it will die, yet live forever? Now hold on a second here. Jumping to conclusions? Indeed, for that is what we all must do to survive. I could preach of more. Global warming, terrorism, the end of the world. Just simple things, you know. The things that sit in a darkened tomb buried at the furthest tunnel of your mind? Yes, that's the one. So don't mind me. Reading this was a perfectly good waste of your time. So you have better things to do perhaps? How about knowing everything and having useless theories like me. Just wait until your able to drive, because by then, we'll have all matured properly and are responsible enough to operate a machine that slaughters unaware innocence every day. Just a thought. I will now proceed to seize my tongue in an entrapment made of wire bridges. If you would like to hear more, your out of luck for I have melted the metal key and offered it as a beverage to the closest bystander. Its your choice to find my words, who knows how long it will be before the next tongue is trapped. So speak fast, but don't think fast. And scream your emotions loud enough for people to taste them.. I ended that one off nicely didn't I. |