Sunday, June 20, 2010

Procrastination has led to spiritual rewards

Never has a day lived without oxygen
Never was forever but now the covers blown
You left it all in pieces in a basket
Tattered flaws will get you in a casket

Everything is moving way to fast now
These feelings that I'm feeling are just so unappealing
I wish I could find an easy way out of here
But nothings on my mind until the timers up

Are you in your head?

The flowers that you pick smell that of nothing
Which leaves decisions unattended
I know that you're not offended
But the scars from part time jobs are wearing down now
An invention for prevention is out of the question

It's this fear and confusion
In which I spoke, an illusion
That withdrew your footprint on my tongue
You may have your charms but your luck is gone away
Another nail being dragged down my face
I know what I'm doing wrong
And yes, I knew it all along

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