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Monday, January 7, 2013

Words.

I aim empty questions at you
and watch smoke come from your mouth
I marvel at the way…you articulate your case
I count the seconds for you
and pray for time to stand still
a slow motion train wreck…connected disconnect

and it’s an oxy moron
no you’re just a moron
wait what did you say?
these words make no sense…and you have no defense
your filler is all killer
and you slayed it again
who am I to stand in your way?
your words have dug your grave

I roll out the red carpet for you
and let you do your dances
you’re all hollow limbs and private glances
I cannot wear the cape this time
you’ll have to save yourself
told lies to the clock and now time will tell

and it’s an oxy moron
no you’re just a moron
wait what did you say?
these words make no sense…and you have no defense
your filler is all killer
and you slayed it again
who am I to stand in your way?
your words have dug your grave

your story is sorely boring
I’m snoring away
your tale is told
this shit is getting old
and there’s nothing left to say

and it’s an oxy moron
no you’re just a moron
wait what did you say?
these words make no sense…and you have no defense
your filler is all killer
and you slayed it again
who am I to stand in your way?
your words have dug your grave