Dissonance

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Just something I wrote one day while feeling strange. They say poetry is best written while depressed. We shall see, we shall see.

Submitted: May 31, 2008

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I'm ready for something more,
I'm ready for something new.
I'm ready to take the dive.
I'm ready to give this a try.

[Pre-Chours]
Is this what you had in mind?
Is this what you had planned?

I say what I mean and I mean what I say.
This isn't the place, this isn't the time.
There's so much more to say,
So much to say, so much to say.
Words escape me now in my time of dying.

[Pre-Chours]
Is this what you had in mind?
Is this what you had planned?

[Chours]
What is this that I've become,
The shell of a man whose come undone.
What is the meaning of this,
No rhyme nor reason just dissonance.

[Bridge]
I'd like to think that you would remember me,
But if you won't I won't try to redeem myself.
I'd like to think that you would try to save yourself, form yourself.

[Chours]
What is this that I've become,
The shell of a man whose come undone.
What is the meaning of this,
No rhyme nor reason just dissonance.


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