lunes, 14 de diciembre de 2009

A Curtain's Call

The stomach cutting sensation
after that spine shock
even after the blood rush
all seemed symptoms of a bad dream
my eyes are shredded
I can't discriminate any shape at all
I keep biting my tongue
the chills climbing back up again
see... you've been ignored just once again

Look at him!
His kind of low and his gaze is grim
kill him, kill him with everything you have
if you don't have weaponry or if your are out of ammo
look away from him
in the most disgusted and hateful manner
an afterburner look it's quite relaxing
after receiving bad news
or even after a damn cruel day

It's cruel I know
but it's the only way to make him go away
you know, that's what I need...
don't look at me, people wants me away...
don't look at him! Don't let it get close
perhaps wouldn't stand it
and end up all this trouble by himself
so it wouldn't be anybody's fault

The penitent people would have a weight lifted off
won't see him again...
he was the opaque and blunt side
if that shinny and sharp portion of the world
run, run away awkward guy
that stomach sensation of yours won't go away
anywhere you go you'll feel that

The cruel sensation of being ignored once again
you got the kind of freedom that no one wants
though they didn't thought on your mental health
at least you don't have to pray for forgiveness
that void it's all the forgiveness you'll ever need
an ultimate cuteness can be next to you
but it will make you be even more ignored
the annoying white on the background
that shape everybody draws over on a chalkboard
something easy to pass by

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