Braden's Poetry

There's a sign of weakness
Pointing to your driveway
Loitering on the freeway
Seeing sounds in the colors of clouds

Everyday is a new one
All of the singers have new songs
Everything seems long gone
Still you wonder what went wrong

All of te endings came at once
Nothing could stop it, it had begun
You were taken through to the other side
When it was too late - you found out they lied

Who dies when it all goes bad
And whose left holding the bag
It ends up being you who is sad
With a bullet in the head, it was a drag

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