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Post by Zip on Mar 12, 2009 18:23:00 GMT -5
You're not wanted, Just needed
Tweaking the knobs, she strummed again, looking for that familiar thrum of a scale. The E always sounded off, no matter what, and it never helped that half the strings were plastic. Plastic and metal strings together sounded awful. It's all she could afford. It wasn't anything to mind, though.
Unlike most whiny bitches, who insisted on only the 'best' equipment, to cover their own terrible power chords, she dealt with the cards she was handed. The one window that shone into her room opened to a sky, full of daydreams and the tops of trees, allowing endless possibility for escape and songs to be written. Threads to be pulled.
Threads are pulled and Mama's screaming Zygotes want dogs for fathers And something, something, something ...
Powerchords are for the popculture--another word for idiots who are too lazy to learn a true art form. The equivalent of anime for wannabe artists. The Way is to not take time, and still look good. Hence, why fashion was invented. Today, the culture worries too much about influences. The irony being, of course, that they make it too easy to be influenced. Our nation, numb to the needs for negativity, a good reality check would be nice. That would be something that everyone should pay for.
No matter.
It is, after all, 'The Way'.
The Way, the conformity, the 'being'.
Was this the answer?
To what?
And that's the way it always has been
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