Tuesday, August 2, 2011

the trumpets sound

I just recently wrote this one not too long ago. It all came to me in about 5 minutes. Those are the best ones I think. Some might think "The more time you take on it. The better it's got to be".
I think it's better if it just comes to you. Because I think it's your subconscious emotion or something that kind of makes someone feel a certain way or something... I don't know! I'm just sayin' stuff.

Anyway....


The trumpets sound while flowers fall down the line
After tears and cries, now coated in black and white
They will all disappear as the memories unwind

The second beat holds the clock in a rhythm
A few seconds of time to break the patterns of rhyme
Of which shouldn’t be there to begin

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