I can't even count
how many times
the sun has done
its shining thing
without me,
pouring down
its sunny rain
on my big ol'
black parade.
there's this weird dynamic
that tends to occur
when my lesser-than-vibrant
fanfare's in town,
with all its subtly pompous
pomply pomp
blaming it all on
circumstance.
"Let's all gather 'round
this bitch's back
and lick the jelly
right off!"
(please!)
don't ask what my
'a little too loose'
head off my neck
is doing
peeking
wishfully
out from the darkness
rollin' around the p's in my mind
pathetically
snatching at my
poor, poor
soul -
a pity party
thrown for
one.
it's quite funny
really
how often
i forget
how silly black
looks
when it's sunny.
Aug 12, 2012
Aug 12, 2012 at 4:07 PM UTC
I can't even count
how many times
the sun has done
its shining thing
without me,
pouring down
its sunny rain
on my big ol'
black parade.
there's this weird dynamic
that tends to occur
when my lesser-than-vibrant
fanfare's in town,
with all its subtly pompous
pomply pomp
blaming it all on
circumstance.
"Let's all gather 'round
this bitch's back
and lick the jelly
right off!"
(please!)
don't ask what my
'a little too loose'
head off my neck
is doing
peeking
wishfully
out from the darkness
rollin' around the p's in my mind
pathetically
snatching at my
poor, poor
soul -
a pity party
thrown for
one.
it's quite funny
really
how often
i forget
how silly black
looks
when it's sunny.
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