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I have always been told
Never to say never
And i know this moment
Ain't soposed to last forever.
Together
Because
Whenever
Weather
It Floods
Light as a
Feather
it does
And we're
Together
Because!
Here's the question
And i wont answer it now
Cause thats what faith is
I do; is my vow!
Cause its a statement
Not to him or to you
Rhetorically sent
Cause you can see the proof
Cause
There's no need to speak!
No need to talk!
Already shot the guy down
That was mouthing off.
Please tell me;
Your heart's gone soft
Mind is lost,
Brain's aloft,
And your a
Communicational Boss!
Our relations are
Unnamed and unknown
And no-one really knows
How fond my heart has grown
Why can't you pick up the phone
Prove!
In my mind; I aint alone.
(Announcer)
"Schizophrenia;
Is a mental disorder characterized by a breakdown of thought processes.
Common symptoms include:
Auditory hallucinations..."
~Wait, stop right there!
Yes, i can hear you
Even though
I aint even near you
Clearly as crystal
Aint even physical.
Great, now we got
An inquisitional pistol!
Tramidol?
Gimme' the bottle b***h!
Ill take them all!
Just to fall:
And play with my balls
While i stare at a wall.
Pretending
In your head
Im not listening
Memories you forgot
Things that I've said
That I've not.
Things you pretend;
You cant hear?
Message is clear
Tick tick tick
Still here!
Things you pretend;
Aren't real
Despite what you feel.
Rationality yields
To a much greater appeal...
(Announcer)
-Clears throat-
"As i was saying!
Common symptoms include:
Auditory Hallucinations
Paranoia
Short Attention Span
Scattered Brain Function
Visual Hallucinations"
~You mean;
Tripping Balls?
Personally;
I think your
Perception is to small
Cause i see seven different things
When i stare at ya'll
I hope you'll have the gaul
Not to drop the ball
Wise freaks will crawl
All over the floor
And on the wall.
The truth is;
Vampires dont suck your blood,
They eat your flesh
Pull your heart
Out your chest,
After ripping the skin
Off your breast.
Zombies:
They suckle your teat
But they'll make you
Something to eat
And they'll keep
Your house clean.
But I'm really getting sick
Of mother ******** lawn gnomes
Nosey sons of bitches
Always talking s**t
While they write their poems.
You think I'm talking s**t: now?
You think I'm talking s**t: Wow.
All the creatures you'll see in their faces now...
- by TheLastOfUs |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/24/2013 |
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- Title: Getting Over Skytzo!
- Artist: TheLastOfUs
- Description: The process of ceasing the ability of my mental disorder to interrupt my life. I realize that you and I experience different realties now, only those who are close minded would deny that what they themselves don't experience is not real.
- Date: 02/24/2013
- Tags: getting over skytzo thelastofus
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