Saturday, November 4, 2017

Death of kindness


When your hometown becomes a ghost town
Tell your brain to slow down to avoid the show down
between the adjective and the pronoun
Beautiful she knows what I mean
Isolate me in color
everyone looks the same in black and white
The sky is getting darker and duller
everything looks the same in black and white

Everyone confuses the introvert with shyness
and abuses the hurt in silence
The darkness seduces the self-righteous
Isolate me in black and white
I'll wait for blindness
and anticipate the death of kindness

keep that cigarette well lit
i can be the one you quit
just remember me in color

The skies are getting darker and duller
Envision me in color
Listen to me in color

everyone looks the same in black and white

everyone sounds the same in black and white

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