Teenage Tantrum
Noise and silence
Jamming in my room
Sillibance and assonance
Jammed in the mute doorframe
The sun sets on a slipstream
Through parasitic gaze
As we slide gently to the floor
And breathe in the dream
I don't want to be around
When your lightbulb blows
And I won't be found
When it finally does don't you know
The light dawns on a daydream
It's just another phase
A blind step through teenage hell
We wade into your waiting grasp
And pass through the stream
And pass through the stream
To the otherside, who can tell
If we shall ever arrive?
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
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