Trace the pattern
Line by line
You tool! You moron!
Wrong all this time
Paint a portrait of honesty
But leave me out
I can't fake the smile
I don't get what it's about
Every star shines brighest
In the middle of the darkness
I string these thoughts
Yo tell the time
Go sell yourself something useless
Line by line
Eat it up till you are full
Just leave me what is mine.
(Let me fob you off with excuses
You tumble from the cloth, and the use is
Me standing there with the cutlery unmoved
The kiss of gravity departs unloved.)
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
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