What's the meaning of a symphony
If everybody with the leveled drums all hear it differently?
It's the symmetry of perception and emotion aligning with an open soliloquy
What's the meaning of a struggle
if every lonely heart lives it's days inside a bubble?
It's the subtlety of retention and the sofa soaked in hope for rebuttal
I was young in an ugly world
Jolie laide goggles from a sunny word
Oblivious to hungry forecast
A roadblock just beyond the door latch
And I was on the brink of a deep death trap waiting
Covered up by leaves and things that seemed right at place here
Unbeknownst to me the fingerprint of shenanigans
Swift a windy touch from elbow to simian hand
Unconsciously bunny ear the page with bunny ears and waste
The page that began to make my food taste synthetic
That ensures ya dude stays indebted
That makes the "you okay"s necessary
I was not prepared for the storyline unfolding before my aught be weary eyes
The plot that would cause a nausea eerie wise
The words of a distraught harp player in paradise
What's the meaning of a symphony
If everybody with the weathered strings all play it differently?
Is there symmetry in perception and emotion or right angle an open soliloquy
What's the meaning of a struggle
if all the present bards only play inside a bubble?
Huh funnily the incentive is a soapy globe
'n no hope for another
...
21 in an ugly world
Jolie laide goggles getting dusty hordes
Consequence of a hungry forged forecast door latch opened up to desolate dungeon door
And I am in the depths of a death trap wading
In the misfortune mire with a cordial desolation
Helpless infant watch the muck invade my boot laces
I spittle on my trousers now rewarded smooth stasis
Visited once, met the devil in a sheepskin
Graced twice, he pushed a kin out the deep end
Three times, his success leaves me demons
Greet me daily with a taunting alleviate
But I deny, I reject, I deny the thoughts that intersect and breed a darkness at my desk
Searching for the siren's song and find my long lost ghost I listen to it whisper and this is what It said
What's the meaning of a symphony
If everybody with the damaged lungs all sing it differently?
It's a gift of introspection and emotion aligning with an honest soliloquy
What's the meaning of a struggle
if every lonely drop never lives to see a puddle?
It's the nobility of intention and a war zone hopeless joke for some cover
It's the subtlety of retention and the sofa soaked in hope for rebuttal
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