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Songs for Spring...

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posted on Apr, 23 2009 @ 05:22 PM

I'm sorry I'm not Danny
He would've been better than me
He wouldn't have been alcoholic
He wouldn't have struggled

I wish it wasn't Danny
Sorry it wasn't me
Sorry he didn't stay with you
Sorry since he was your first

I've been nothing but trouble
Danny would've had a better life
Danny would've had a better wife
Danny would have done better

- EB

[edit on 23-4-2009 by Excitable_Boy]

posted on Apr, 23 2009 @ 05:25 PM
Devil's Door

The lunatic is in the hall
He is calling you
You are on his list miss

The lunatic is in the mall
He is stalking you
Looming in the mystic

He's a ventriloquist
Throws his voice
Then he throws you away

You're a trusting soul
Need overlooks caution
Throw wide that devil's door

- EB

posted on Apr, 23 2009 @ 05:29 PM

Someone take my dreams away
They take me to places I want to stay
I wake up to reality
And it's all so sad to me

So someone take these dreams away
There's nothing left to come back for
Just my life and insanity
Oh it's so so sad to be me

Someone tell me why it's changed
Nothing seems the same to me
Just ghosts of old realities
And I will be so glad to leave

It's killing me

It's killing me

It's killing me

- EB

[edit on 23-4-2009 by Excitable_Boy]

posted on Apr, 23 2009 @ 05:32 PM

Torture is wrong
Didn't we learn from Vietnam ?
Renaming it doesn't shroud it
Doesn't make it go away
It's not interrogation
Are we the terrorists now ?
Didn't we learn from the Hanoi Hilton ?
Are we savages now ?
We're just savages
Everyone savages
Let's tie them up
And break their bones
Starve them and take their souls
We're just assholes

- EB

posted on Apr, 23 2009 @ 05:34 PM
Swirly Candy

Your place
The soft spot
Sometimes a hot spot
Your space
I like it
And lick it a lot
Your taste
Like a lollipop
Some swirly candy
Your glaze
Is like butter
Buttery candy land

posted on Apr, 23 2009 @ 05:39 PM
Christian Circus

The self righteous
Living amongst us
So perfect is their word
Perfect, perfect words
A handful will be spared
God's eternal grief
God wants most of us in pain
That's why He made us
Just ask the self righteous
It's all about suffering
Suffer, suffer life's pains
Spare just one forty four
One forty four thousand
It's the truest reality show
The Christian Circus
Maybe Benny Hinn could host
Even though he touches children

- EB

[edit on 23-4-2009 by Excitable_Boy]

posted on Apr, 24 2009 @ 05:51 AM
I See It

I know
There is God
I see it
Every day
I see it
In a three year old
That dies
Three year olds
Shouldn't die
No children should
I can't fathom
A place
A universe
Where an infant
Or a child
Gets that one shot
Makes no sense
Common or otherwise
I see it
In a universe vast
And eternal
Everyone gets more
Than a day
Or a few years
Everyone gets eternity
Not eternal nothing
Eternal wonders
Eternal peace
I see it
In starving masses
I see it
In the awfulness
Of humanity
The insanity
I see God
Others don't see
They want to know why
The pain exists
I see it
I see God

- EB

[edit on 24-4-2009 by Excitable_Boy]

posted on Apr, 24 2009 @ 05:13 PM

Words are like diamonds
They last forever
Like a black cloud
Hanging over my head
A shroud
You can bury me in
And you will

Words can't be taken back
There's no do overs
And sorry doesn't work
You will stay
And torture me forever
It's what gives you pleasure
And I don't

Words can be magical
Can express many images
I can only see your anger
Your hate for yourself
That you take out on me
The magic is dead
Cut off my head

- EB

posted on Apr, 25 2009 @ 03:11 PM
No Ass

I've always been an ass man
People say, "You're an ass, man"
I'm like hey cool
But I have no ass
I have this flat excuse for an ass
I've been running forever
Women runners always have nice asses
My ass has never unflattened
It's unflattering and stupid
Now, as I age it's getting crinkly
If you don't know what I mean ask
And I'll show you a picture
A picture of my flat crinkly ass

- EB

posted on May, 4 2009 @ 05:08 PM
We live downtown
In the down town
The hovels of the low people
The low row of lost souls

We live in the city
Where everything's not pretty
Uptown lives all the wealth
The down town stinks of death

We are mentally ill
Can't escape life's swill
We smell so bad
Makes our own eyes water

We're beyond feeling sorry
For ourselves or for anyone
We have no emotions
Just a devotion for survival

We see dead people
Awake next to corpses
Been beaten by children
And shot at by the gangs

We are the scum of the earth
Our mothers shouldn't have given birth
We have no worth to society
But we still don't want to die

We are the down trodden
The once known but long forgotten
Spare change...spare change ?
Spare life...spare my life

[edit on 4-5-2009 by Excitable_Boy]

posted on May, 5 2009 @ 05:07 PM
Jenna my good friend
Just twenty years old
Not old enough to drink
But old enough to get killed
By a drunk driver
Why's he in our lane ?
Swerve to avoid
But now there's a pole
Why couldn't you hit it head on ?
You hit it on my side
And flipped the car over
Thank God I was wearing my belt
You were not
You got thrown from the car
And then it landed on you
I saw the whole thing
Walked away with scratches and bruises
I had to wait for the cruiser
I couldn't get the car off you
The officer said you were gone
I'm so confused
I wish it was me
I wish we never went out so late
Wish you were wearing your seat belt
But you never did
You were you Jenna my good friend
And I will miss you
I will never get that vision to go away
That dark car and that pole
The night you were stolen from me
The night you were stolen from the world

posted on May, 9 2009 @ 03:45 PM
It's simple
It's tragic
A bloody corpse
Without a name
Someone's daughter
Naked in every sense of the word

It's like this
There's predators
Prey and the rest of us
More predators
Every day more killlers
Murder is the new rape my friend

A dead man
On a train and
The chicken is still dancing
Passengers watch
In silence and in shame
They just want to get home
They just want to see their family

Your identity
Can be stolen
What does that make you ?
Mentally ill or
Just non-existent
Society takes you away
You have to fight to find yourself

Dead babies
Dead children on the news
Killers unstable
Smiling and proud
They got on the TV news
Hoping to scare off
Prisoners that want another tear

Pig flu
And swine government
MRSA and whatever else
They escalate to create fear
One day the world will wake
Or die trying
Mothers everywhere are crying

- EB

[edit on 9-5-2009 by Excitable_Boy]

posted on Jun, 12 2009 @ 01:39 PM
I'm alone in the house
I hear the Spring wind
blowing thru your garden
You are in my head
You and the flowers
can never know
how much I
Love you

[edit on 12-6-2009 by whaaa]

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