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Uncertain's picture

Flying falling
Not thinking about cakes or heartaches
Dancing drooping
Emptiness jumping at the vibrancy

Drowning frowning
In slimy sweat seeping
Singing sulking
Of the beautiful caged birds

Blazing haze
Smoke smothering the lights
Bright lights
Blind me from my unnerving hindsight

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Tophat's picture

If there's a point it's lost

If there's a point it's lost on me. Care to explain?

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Send not to know for whom the bell tolls,

It tolls for thee.

Uncertain's picture

There's not really a point.

There's not really a point. Just mind boggled so decided to write whatever came out really

Tophat's picture

That

That works.

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Send not to know for whom the bell tolls,

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Fiona Rosge's picture

Thats really cool, I almost

Thats really cool, I almost feel like its saying that were moving on with out caring for our destination and that hard life bears its head of ugliness on what could be a beautiful situation but in a sence we ignor that feeling and keep going? How was that interpreation? Dont ask my why I felt like analyzing it, I just did
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Come Josephine in my flying machine
Going up she goes up she goes
Balance yourself like a bird on a beam
In the air she goes there she goes
Up, up, a little bit higher
Oh, my, the moon is on fire
Good-by

Uncertain's picture

Interesting interpretation.

Thanks! Interesting interpretation. Surrender our heart of anger I suppose.