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[robycrisblog]

This is a funny video about my friend Nausicaa, a young songwriter. Enjoy it and share!

[jodediah]

Modesty burden Truth denied by the truthful Mirrors can't show you

[jodediah]

Seymour

Comic made by Jodediah Holems 2/15/2013

[jodediah]

SORRY, THIS IS NOT A WINNING BOX

[jodediah]

guyth i'm thick and it hurtth to thwallow D:

[jodediah]

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I made a lot of mistakes and it really isn't edited at all, but here it is. Maybe I'll end up re-recording this in 10 years. AND IT'S SO QUIET :( Edit: Fixed the quietness issue. :D 

[jodediah]

Snow and sleet of the freezin' season Knees of the weak be beat in the street Legs and feet in the trees of the creek Be caught in the weeds for multiple reasons Thorns! He's cut up bleedin' Sheet Poison spreads from his head to his feet He needs treatment or he'll be dead in a week But then he blacks out... Falls asleep sleep sleep sleep sleep A hospital seat is where he awoke His head was cut up And his arm was broken Nobody knows him He's cold and alone And his thoughts go back to a place called home But it's hopeless His spirit is broken And he chokes on words that remain unspoken He's hopin'  He hopes and he prays That he won't fade away by the end of the day But he's uncertain: The hurt and the pain Collaborative forces that work on his brain To destroy him Drive him into the dust This taste on his lips is the taste of rust He's bleeding Blood from his eyes And his soul leaks out as he cries as he cries This hole in his chest leaves him breathless The void of his death disrespected neglected A reflection of truth He was the best of the best in his youth But on his deathbed he is useless and broken The words in his mind go forever unspoken He tries to speak, but only manages to croak as He chokes on the blood in his teeth and his throat He is weak and defeated And the blood is seeping With increasing speed As his breathing is creeping To a close It would seem that It would seem that It would seem that all hope is depleted

Well when the nurse walked in as shy as a sheep And spied the old man in his bed, asleep She knew he was dead, but he looked like a dream Except for the blood on his eyes and his teeth He was a regular Gregor, a Winston, a Piggy To feel for this man would be downright silly So the nurse left the room in a jiffy To fetch the mortician who'd have the place spotless and pretty In an hour flat had the room lookin' spiffy Looked at the papers and the man's name was Jimmy Tricky He's poor and he's homeless  No one to pay for the grave or a tombstone bonus No family plot to bury his bones So he's off to a morgue for his whole postmortem A few nights ago he died cold and alone In a cold hard place where nobody knows 'im His fight unheard of His life unknown Beautiful bones on a bleached white throne On that night he died cold and alone But his hospital room became a place called home to him

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A rap thingy by Jodediah Made for the beat Why Like This? by Teebs

Expect a recording of this soon.