Standing still.A Poem by dukovanOnce in a while I get tired of the sound and how you broke those records right off the shelves spinning in circles we still keep to ourselves. What is the problem if I can't understand and you can't say what you'd take that I never had the reason to doubt you and all of your stories was I your liar or the same stupid story? Quiet the sound while I get the answers their all in the pauses like your home movies. There's blank indecision like the windows in winter If nothings still changing and I'm standing still the the light in the darkness has you laugh like a shrill still how could you blame her? She just wants a thrill well you're still standing still How could I blame you when I'm standing still? There's really no answer just ego to kill. © 2014 dukovan |
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Added on May 26, 2014 Last Updated on May 26, 2014 |