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Array ( [sid] => 155817 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => lost generation [time] => 2009-12-10 13:59:52 [hometext] => [bodytext] => We walk on thin lines clenching our teeth
Eyes to the future so we wont be pulled beneath
Knuckles bloody from being dragged through gravel
The pie chart is comprised 100% of peopl
Demanding that they are not a statistic
Ink cigarettes lips pierced with apathetic frowns of indulgence
And we were all there but did nothing
We all stood in a circle chanting fight fight fight
We watched our innocence die
Tell me its natural
Say this happens to everyone
Give me my cigarette and push me out of the nest
So I can finally Appreciate the artistic merit
of what it means to be in with the out crowd
im going to brood in the darkest corner
of the local starbucks
im going to inject my brilliance into drops of angst
and let each black bead hit the keyboard on my mac book pro
what was written was this.
I am terminally unique, not family or god could ever understand, why is misery the new pink?
Bearing scars as new stripes and stars
Patriotism engraved on and under sleaves.
Is this really the city of gods
Jade mist tinting street lights
Live and let live mentality
Off setting some sit down shut up and listen mentality
My name is clarity, my name is despair, my name is genious, my name is arrogance, my name is couch potato, my real name was Jordan but my friends just call me delusional
This is an ode to a generation of apathetic protest
Translucent blue fogged glass
Wrist cutting, snorting, smoking, choking, tolking, eating, breathing, gooming, booming, looming, thizzing, gurp city of the lost muted scholar
We started nothing but godamnit we will finish something
Even if it kills us
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lost generation

Contributed by simonwrite on Thursday, 10th December 2009 @ 01:59:52 PM in AEST
Topic: Tributes



We walk on thin lines clenching our teeth
Eyes to the future so we wont be pulled beneath
Knuckles bloody from being dragged through gravel
The pie chart is comprised 100% of peopl
Demanding that they are not a statistic
Ink cigarettes lips pierced with apathetic frowns of indulgence
And we were all there but did nothing
We all stood in a circle chanting fight fight fight
We watched our innocence die
Tell me its natural
Say this happens to everyone
Give me my cigarette and push me out of the nest
So I can finally Appreciate the artistic merit
of what it means to be in with the out crowd
im going to brood in the darkest corner
of the local starbucks
im going to inject my brilliance into drops of angst
and let each black bead hit the keyboard on my mac book pro
what was written was this.
I am terminally unique, not family or god could ever understand, why is misery the new pink?
Bearing scars as new stripes and stars
Patriotism engraved on and under sleaves.
Is this really the city of gods
Jade mist tinting street lights
Live and let live mentality
Off setting some sit down shut up and listen mentality
My name is clarity, my name is despair, my name is genious, my name is arrogance, my name is couch potato, my real name was Jordan but my friends just call me delusional
This is an ode to a generation of apathetic protest
Translucent blue fogged glass
Wrist cutting, snorting, smoking, choking, tolking, eating, breathing, gooming, booming, looming, thizzing, gurp city of the lost muted scholar
We started nothing but godamnit we will finish something
Even if it kills us




Copyright © simonwrite ... [ 2009-12-10 13:59:52]
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Re: lost generation (User Rating: 1 )
by spud on Friday, 11th December 2009 @ 12:59:14 AM AEST
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Hi,

Well scribed! A confusing and complicated world
it surely is and so many become apathetic as a
result. Strong leadership is the key to new found
hope and direction. Is there a hero among us??

Tommy


Re: lost generation (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 30th December 2009 @ 12:04:11 PM AEST
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Intensely written there is more than meets the eye here
it's true we will have much to finish
I just hope we wake up and see this before it's too late
inspiring depth

-D.Truth




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