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The Jacob Burns Project

What was once half full...

About Me

Masthead Banner Made with MyBannerMaker.com! Click here to make your own! These broken in cards shuffled by broken in fingers,
Slapping and sliding together effortlessly.
These cigarette stained hands gently set the deck down,
With no thought at all light up one more cancer stick.
The smoke lingers on with no motion or purpose,
It hangs in the air in search of an exit.
No way out can be found in a windowless room,
With a solitary light bulb that flickers because of age.
The light makes a silhouette on the wall,
Blurry from the smoke no movement at all.
The old cards are shuffled one last time,
Slapping and sliding together effortlessly.
-Jacob Burns

My Interests

Music:

Member Since: 4/10/2006
Band Website: myspace.com/thejacobburnsproject
Band Members: Jacob writes and performs all of his music
with the help of his loving friends and family
Influences: A cognitive factor that tends to have an effect on what you do.
Sounds Like: A monument of motivational misery.
Type of Label: None

My Blog

Check out this event: Show at Blacksheep Coffee House

Hosted By: The Jacob Burns Project When: Saturday Jun 14, 2008 at 9:00 PMWhere: Blacksheep Coffee1007 W 11th StSioux Falls, South Dakota|42 57104United StatesDescription:The Jacob Burns Project Click...
Posted by The Jacob Burns Project on Sat, 07 Jun 2008 03:46:00 PST

Needs a title (suggestions welcome)

Open that bottle full of insults,let its contents spill out,everywhere, everywhere,I need to hear all of your complaints,that you've swallowed the last few weeks.Don't let this be the end.I can't stan...
Posted by The Jacob Burns Project on Sat, 24 May 2008 09:52:00 PST

New song maybe?

She says I sound like a monument of misery,searching for the sadness in me.Molesting my head, marching into the hole,towards the blackness of my heart.You can still remember when I used to smile,you a...
Posted by The Jacob Burns Project on Sat, 03 May 2008 11:06:00 PST

Atrophy in Spring

I wish I could blame my mood on the weather,but its spring and soon it will be summer,I miss the coldness and along with the atrophy,the weather is nicer than I deserve it to be.I sit in this room wri...
Posted by The Jacob Burns Project on Thu, 01 May 2008 09:02:00 PST