Wednesday, August 02, 2006

distorted perceptions

Excited particles that give off radiation
translated signals that stimulate my mind
unwanted noise enveloping my conscience
irrational decisions forever change our lives

rash, impulsive actions affecting my surroundings
disturbing other satellites
and changing their straight paths

manipulated wills will
wallow in confusion
until they catch a glimpse of
whats dampening their strings

yet, still you stay together
ignoring the bad vibe that
when coupled with your cadence
a cacophony sound

The band will keep on marching
oblivious to rain when
seemingly from no where
the sound will cease and
string'll break

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