Her beautiful song

May 11, 2012
By greenyman GOLD, Warnerville, New York
greenyman GOLD, Warnerville, New York
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Favorite Quote:
I'll tell you a riddle. You're waiting for a train, a train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you, but you don't know for sure. But it doesn't matter." Inception.

Lately, there’s been a strange force in her tune.
Promises were made when she was singing.
Now she hums hateful melodies of no meaning.

We wear our blank expressions like tuxedoed children
I feel us drowning in a complex chord.
Bring back the chorus and let her voice roll in,
In my heart she left an empty staff.
Her song hangs around my head,
Like black Cadillac’s outside a funeral.
Her cruel and beautiful song was just
A lullaby to help me close my eyes.

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