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I Wrote Another Song

Jan 29, 2014 by JShameless
These glasses were shattered
These pieces were scattered
Their hearts were half open
These people were broken

Their minds couldn't function
Without their daily assumption
They stared at pieces that didn't fit
All the while wondering, what was it?
Their hearts were half open
These people were broken

I pity the broken mind
One that you must remind
Of these pieces far apart
Confuses their tethered heart
When you ask me
What is wrong with them, what is wrong with you
Cause if you ask me
I can vouch for them and I can't vouch for you
Because I know how it is to be different
But I don't remember being ignorant
So if you're wondering, why these pieces don't comply
Maybe you should check a mirror and learn as to why

This bottle stuck in the past
Went bad fast, and cracked the glass
This thinking was shattered
These pieces were scattered
Their hearts were half open
These people were broken

Their minds couldn't function
Without their daily assumption
They stared at pieces that didn't fit
All the while wondering, what was it?
Their hearts were half open
These people were broken

These people made of glass
A shallow, transparent mass
Problems to fragile to solve
Lost their ability to evolve
Understand what makes this world revolve
Maybe a few screws, far too loose
One tethered heart and one tightened noose
What's left in this world to choose
After all these mistakes were chosen
These people laid there, scarred and broken

This bottle stuck in the past
Went bad fast, and cracked the glass
This thinking was shattered
These pieces were scattered
Their hearts were half open
These people were broken

Their minds couldn't function
Without their daily assumption
They stared at pieces that didn't fit
All the while wondering, what was it?
Their hearts were half open
These people were broken

This bottle stuck in the past
Went bad fast, and cracked the glass
This thinking was shattered
These pieces were scattered
Their hearts were half open
These people were broken

Their minds couldn't function
Without their daily assumption
They stared at pieces that didn't fit
All the while wondering, what was it?
Their hearts were half open
These people were broken

Take a look at this puzzle again
You may be the one that doesn't fit
Tell me if your heart's half open
I'll fix you if you're broken...

Comments

Nice
Sent by Espontaneo,Jan 29, 2014
It would be nice if your not doing anything if you could plzzzzzzzzz post my name here i need sponsors so the more the better i mean this blog is my only hope because im only white level and i cant spam.

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0 votes, 1 points
Sent by Espontaneo,Jan 29, 2014
It's very Haareresque
Sent by FrOntIeRpSyChIaTrIsT,Jan 29, 2014
i have no idea what that means, but thank you, i still do appreciate the compliment
Sent by JShameless,Jan 29, 2014

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