The voice once so full of promise has found a new favourite word:
generic.
Generic i love you,
generic i care.
Thoughtless and unimaginative.
Lacking soul,
lacking vision.
As exciting as watching paint dry.
I squeeze for a spark where once was a blaze,
and at close inspection i find:
generic, generic, generic.
Warm molten ice cream drips from her mouth as she drools on here generic branded t-shirt.
Id rather have her curse me than belittle me with thoughtless hollow words picked up in her cliche dictionary.
Dec 9, 2009
Dec 9, 2009 at 6:28 AM UTC
The voice once so full of promise has found a new favourite word:
generic.
Generic i love you,
generic i care.
Thoughtless and unimaginative.
Lacking soul,
lacking vision.
As exciting as watching paint dry.
I squeeze for a spark where once was a blaze,
and at close inspection i find:
generic, generic, generic.
Warm molten ice cream drips from her mouth as she drools on here generic branded t-shirt.
Id rather have her curse me than belittle me with thoughtless hollow words picked up in her cliche dictionary.
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