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Old 10-05-2014, 03:15 AM   #1
AndyHiro
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Default An Anti Hero's Love

He was a ...passive aggressive, manic depressive
Among other conditions, but basically he was real hard to deal with
Then there was her, she thundered down from the heavens
Boom! had this stubborn man yearning for reinvention
Make an atheist convert himself into a new religion
Her form angelic perfection, she said to him "this is destined"
Use to scoff bout love till it was him that it happened to
He was struck, couldn't move, gravity had turned to glue
And if life had a tune, she kept his keyed in major
She stayed with player, even when he didn't he make no paper
And when he faltered, she answered all of his prayers
Accepted him and his behavior, without any of his layers...

But times abrasive
Prolly why they call it sand
Times were changing
at a pace he couldn't comprehend...

Doubts when they take form, foundations can get torn
Even Earth's great valleys and mountains can get worn
The mood was aprehensive, he couldn't stand it
Her eyes far away off in the moons of some distant planet
He had lots of questions, are we pretending
After all this time you and me are we really ending
He didn't ask em cuz he loves connection
He didn't ask em cuz he hates connecting
So they just kept it up to keep each other guessing
And whats kept up can only go in one direction
Cuz lonely roads are paved with great intentions
Cuz a loss of love is lifes most painful lesson

But times abrasive
Prolly why they call it sand
Times were changing at a pace
he couldn't comprehend...

And sometime after she left, he wept heavily
turned to the heavens and screamed "what about destiny!?"
If life had a tune, it would play his in minor key
Every moment everyday. Anguish. Anger. Agony
So he chose anarchy. He smoked and drank regularly.
Slept with cheap bitches and hoes with no pedigree.
To kill his own memories. He's killing himself.
"I'm living motherfucker. Fuck everybody else."
But times abrasive even to the greatest pains.
Soothe like the coolest rains like kick drums on window panes.
Like kick drum. Kick drum. Kick drum.....
Like kick drum. Kick drum. Kick drum....


Andy Hiro

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