maybe i should spill the soup on purpose.maybe i should do somethingso they won't eat it.have to do something.
I wonder why I returned to this wasteWhen all that awaits me are silken liesI spun long ago to keep my heart sane.
What I thought was your love for me felt like an exoskeleton,a safe haven from an unsympathetic world.
that's right-you shattered my heart to near oblivionand the pieces that remainedi gave away to a star and as far as I knowthat star is still shining
From ash, and stardust you were madeTo forever dance through sky and spaceTo see humanity rise to future light
Something nie bright as day nor black as night yet somewhere in betweenOf our world yet it still creates a spectral sceneUtmost fear is held of its holy regimeLest fear of death or black of night shall thy come in between
i want the rain towet my hair,soak myold, faded t-shirt,tickle my skin,and make me feeltruly alive.
And before I know it, it’s already a part of me.A tiny puzzle piece that fits right below the tip of my tongue.Nude like the droplets. Bare like rain. It is freedom.But it remains subtle (half seen) until it works its way,Into sheer camouflage.
sweet dreams arej e l l y f i s hin a sea ofheartfelt sobs andunspiced rosemarychicken.
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