Saturday, February 28, 2009

There in the 40’s destroyed by the 90s

NO longer visible
Imagination slowly fainting from what you say
Careless too say you feel exactly the same way
Be here today disappear tomorrow as
That’s what you’ve been brought up to do
I’ll see you around leave your number on the window sill
There are more important things
In right mind

Were piecing the puzzle together
But the more we find
The faster it begins to start dissolving
Chemicals aren’t welcome in this place
Why can’t we see the real emotion?
In a woman’s face
The years are slowly changing
The Games aren’t ever in
Game over mode

Yet the risk that I’m taking isn’t transparent
The side walk is dusting and the music is forever changing
Time for statistics to go wrong
Turn the other
Way around

Awards aren’t a buzzer since the heat wave
bursted its laughter through
The word condolence is used
More then it use too
Grammar has changed
I’m not here to break the rules
I’m exposed for my old fashion rules

The echo in my ear
Whispers welcome home
Yet nothing feels the same
I have nothing to relate to anymore
Will it all just disappear?
Surround me in the limited empty spaces
With your presents
Might bring back the
Lines in everyone’s face

By Chloe Rae

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