canary
"i don't know where a part of my heart is"
think he left it
on a train station
half-heartedly
he sang along with canaries
they filled his head with pointless dreams
the godless child sings
in the tune of unstructured complexity
and ends with no trace, of anonymity

think he left it
on a train station
half-heartedly
he sang along with canaries
they filled his head with pointless dreams
the godless child sings
in the tune of unstructured complexity
and ends with no trace, of anonymity

Labels: words
10 Comments:
i really really really like this.
i really do.
YoU aRe SuCh A hOpELeSs RoMaNtIc BrO.. cHiLl BrO. tHeRe Is MoRe To LiFe ThAn LoVe-Go FiGuRe!
i'm poetically challenged. tsk.
i really didn't know what i was writing about.`
bah, my vocab sucks. the word choices are too direct. i need to read more.
no no, simple is nice. i like it that way. one word might mean more than one thing to a person.
choice of words don't matter when expressing yourself, does it? well, i don't think so. haha.
true. but sometimes you have something on your mind, but can't find the right words to express. that's another problem.
by the way sean it's not necessarily about love.
I used to read from, cover to cover, the Reader's Digest Thesaurus and Dictionary of Unusual Words (or something to that effect; it was definitely published by RD though) It had the meanings and synonyms of all kinds of words that you'd never think of looking up or asking the meaning of. Huhuhu.
Nerdy, I know. But hey.
but you write oh so well pudtz
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