In An Induced State of Isolated Mourning
the sun seems stiff today
the brightness has not the same effect
all in life seems glum
the energy in me is all but naught
all i wanna do is lounge and loaf
procrastination is a hidden gem of an island
i hear the music now as i put on the dusty lei for the day
i guess this is how loneliness feels when it takes its toll
i lost faith in faith, and now i am just pauper and a misanthrope
my idea of fun is counting the dust particles in the air
my idea of leisure is sitting in a cobwebbed corner to think of her
oh how she represented fun times and impromptu escapes
oh how she symbolized precious memories and sincere, purified joy
now she is gone and looking at me from a special place in the sky
there are many broken fragments of fragmented fragments with teardrops on them....
....all in the name of you....
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