3/6/14

delivery


 a song about bad luck, bad days, every day...

delivery, 
a million fuckin bombs,
before a million more,
await the day.
clearly i belong,
no more, to shifting shores,
of fate and of mockery.
haunted by the words i couldn't say.....  

afraid i'll never be,
the roaring hurricane i used to be.....

delivery,

softer steps fall on,
the floor, like mighty roars,
awakening,
clearly i cant figure out,
a way around my,
fate and of mockery.
haunted by 
the words i couldn't say.....
delivery.

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