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Old 04-05-2007, 08:13 PM  
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Default drink up kid.

eh

Drink Up Kid, The Whiskeys More Comforting Then Love.

A faucet of flower is spitting petals but you don't notice
As the red becomes orange then purple then back to red,
Yeah you're strung out and dead, you could never deal
With life slapping you back, so you take a drink and wait
For it to hit again, oh but it waits till your guards down,
Love is a lesson that was never worth learning,
You should spend your time blacking out,
Instead of in a class learning the lies
Of kisses and hearts.

You see the poets these days they only write broken prose,
And the true meaning, well everyone knows, to create
Beauty one must suffer, Michaelangelo saw himself a martyr
For pain and Van Gogh lost an ear in arts name,
So look for the brush of a ghost crying a rainbow in the stars glow,
And look to the page unwritten, the seed dying on cement,
And scribble down the tale of nothing,
Cause kid you got a long way to go.

Your pens been dry for so long
That "ink" you were painting across the page,
Was nothing more then scratches of what use to be,
You can blame it on a block but I think I know the truth
You left your creativity in an empty garden and left it to die,
And it shouldn't have come as a surprise after the months of starvation,
That the flower eventually couldn't feel pain, and to face it?
Well you never that brave.

Well you think after a night of getting fucked you learned thats not the way,
But mornings coming and you're still drowning,
Silly kid, foolish boy what are you going to do?
I don't think you know whos in control of who,
So drink up once again, and listen to elliott sing,
Cause you've got a long night ahead of you
And I doubt it'll get any better.

So now've you learned faith is for the blind,
And love for the weak,
So drink up you stupid kid,
Its easier to die when you can't tell left from right.
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Old 04-06-2007, 06:36 PM  
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bump.

I'm probably going to cut half these verses looking at it now, its weird looking at this in a completely different state of mind then when I wrote it.
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Old 04-06-2007, 06:44 PM  
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"Your pens been dry for so long
That "ink" you were painting across the page,
Was nothing more then scratches of what use to be"

Probably one of my favourite lines from that. It's pretty good. I like connection as well between love being a lesson and being in class. Its good.
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