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When the weight lifts I rise Hope like sunshine fills My eyes With gentle certainty Realize All things change Nothing dies I'm not as smart As I thought I needed to be Now I see I never needed to be As smart as that I idolized the intellectual Depression was my reward For failing to meet that standard But life gets hard as the years go by Harder, harder, yet harder still Death loses more of its sting The older I get Until I'm happy to go out Like Kevin Spacey's character In American Beauty Lost in the portrait of better times Distracted unaware of danger behind For at this moment Heaven fills his mind A camera shot the photograph in his hands A hateful man shot a .45 slug into his head With a smile on his face he fell to the floor dead Life extinguished in the exact amount of time It took for the flashbulb to illuminate the image In the frame Smiles all around, except for the executioner He was miserable Feeling the weight of pounds and pounds Lowering onto his back Never to lift, thrown into Water Drowned like unwarranted litter from the Fat belly of a mangy dog Sinking like the ******** twisted face Of the unwanted feline Ghost sends for the ropes Ghoul fetched the heavy stones Goblin tied the ropes to the animals feet Gully dwarf secures the stone And I'm the only one with the sense To see what needs to be done Weight has lifted I'm not as smart as I thought I was Slow down, read aloud It's almost as relaxing as cannabis But that don't mean I ain't gettin no cannabis tomorrow And I hope it's bomb sativa Cuz I wanna fly
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Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 11:53 PM UTC
*American Beauty* Redemption of sorts
When the weight lifts I rise Hope like sunshine fills My eyes With gentle certainty Realize All things change Nothing dies I'm not as smart As I thought I needed to be Now I see I never needed to be As smart as that I idolized the intellectual Depression was my reward For failing to meet that standard But life gets hard as the years go by Harder, harder, yet harder still Death loses more of its sting The older I get Until I'm happy to go out Like Kevin Spacey's character In American Beauty Lost in the portrait of better times Distracted unaware of danger behind For at this moment Heaven fills his mind A camera shot the photograph in his hands A hateful man shot a .45 slug into his head With a smile on his face he fell to the floor dead Life extinguished in the exact amount of time It took for the flashbulb to illuminate the image In the frame Smiles all around, except for the executioner He was miserable Feeling the weight of pounds and pounds Lowering onto his back Never to lift, thrown into Water Drowned like unwarranted litter from the Fat belly of a mangy dog Sinking like the ******** twisted face Of the unwanted feline Ghost sends for the ropes Ghoul fetched the heavy stones Goblin tied the ropes to the animals feet Gully dwarf secures the stone And I'm the only one with the sense To see what needs to be done Weight has lifted I'm not as smart as I thought I was Slow down, read aloud It's almost as relaxing as cannabis But that don't mean I ain't gettin no cannabis tomorrow And I hope it's bomb sativa Cuz I wanna fly
james-arthur-casey
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Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 11:53 PM UTC
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