Thursday, May 30, 2013

Just a Statement

The jagged lines that mark the edge
There's little truth behind the pledge
Misspoken thoughts from mistaken dreams
But the ending isn't what it seems
The living claim to still have grace
And now it's thriving in a vacant space
All the stories remain unharmed
Having a constant need to be alarmed
Boys and girls marching in a row
Never parting ways with the eternal flow
Bring your weapon to the occasion
The outcome brings such fascination
A statement is all it is and all it will be
I never thought just a statement could kill me
And the ones who give so little
Know the truth behind the fiddle
What it is is but the same
Watching as the seasons came
But some can't watch any more
Without knowing what it is for

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