Monday, March 16, 2009

the sound of silence

My voice never made it in time
And they hung me out to dry
My words never bother to rhyme
And I always wonder why
So now I've taken to chewing bottles
To see if I still bleed





It's all great
I can't breathe anymore
Still awake
When my face hits the floor
Spent the day
Watching waves eat the shore
I can't stay

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