One foot in the ground One foot six feet deeper With darkness all around Fear's such a light sleeper My fall never made a sound Put the tree on loudspeaker A picture doesn't last longer If it's never a keeper
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Feeeearrr Doesn't make a sound What you heeeearrr Is your spirit finally found Get an eeeearrr... ...ful when you finally hear it Just hope you survive it And don't sound like a hypocrite
But that's just it The stage is set Place your bet Guess what you get You get What you get And that's just life Yet we forget How far we went Can't repent Good karma's spent Left indecent Ran the gauntlet Pain's permanent Still not been Defeated yet
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Feeeearrr Doesn't make a sound What you heeeearrr Is your spirit finally found Get an eeeearrr... ...ful when you finally hear it Just hope you survive it And don't sound like a hypocrite (x2)
Light Sleeper version 2.0 Should I write it like I hear it or not? (Coming from a "lyrical" (a loose term) begining, and being completely honest, I'm not sure the proper poetry/art etiquette or most of poetries rules and guidelines for that matter. That makes it so freeing to me, not knowing the way "I'm supposed to do it" and doing how it feels (cliche warning) in the moment. It's beautiful... Example Fear (Feeeearrr) Hear (heeeearrrr) Ear (eeeearrrr)