Topic: -Twitching-
Gaia_Moonchilde's photo
Mon 05/26/08 09:58 PM
Edited by Gaia_Moonchilde on Mon 05/26/08 09:59 PM
Twitching, alternating between calm and spastic
Frantic and manic, violent and peaceful
Madness erupts, catastrophic annihilations
Shallow inhalations,let me fly free
Keeping me in jar, I am the fairy with broken wings
Government keeping us down, when my smile is nothing more than a frown
Beating my wings against the wall of the jar frantically, snapping them
Set me free I scream repeatedly over and over until I am hoarse
And yet no one hears a single word of my plea
Ohhhh set me free from these chains of self imposed slavery
You know not what is in my mind
Just simple reasons you seem to find
When it comes down to the wire
I am far more complex than you could deduce
And now you beg for a truce
I am not in a war with your mind
I cannot fight that which is unarmed
Twitching, alternating between calm and spastic
Frantic and manic, violent and peaceful
Madness erupts, power corrupts
Mind no longer mended, seemingly its bent and twisted
Shattered remains of humanity scattered across the screen
As my ears bleed
I make no sense and yet I make perfect sense
Nonsensical twisted now it becomes sensible
Open your mind, open your fukcing mind she silently screams
No pays her any attention , just another face in the crowd
Trapped in a jar, fairy with broken wings
Just put the crack pipe down, change your plastic smile
Its time for your self imposed frown, you know nothing of life
Just what you see on your sh*itty tee vee, click click bang bang boom
Informant to the man, paid for your mindless crack laced mutterings
Spiting out a rhyme as if its truth , when in fact you wouldn't know truth
If it bit you on the ass, cut of your nose to spite your face
Hollywood has become your saving grace, flashy preachers full of venomous hate
Fill your mind with proclamations of a shattered nation, while they pay for sex from a crack addicted whore
Twitching , alternating between calm and spastic, her tits made of plastic
And yet you pray to her as if she was a god, spastic , frantic, manic
inhalations of the poisoned air, filling your dreams with falsehoods and plastic body parts
Twitching indeed, shaking with greed, gotta have it gotta have it now
Madness erupts, power corrupts, and I just don't give a fukc

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Tue 05/27/08 01:02 AM
Wow! noway I could feel the anger. Very gripping... bigsmile Excellent read. flowerforyou