anger and rage flow and I don’t believe you really car… you do it for fun, for the giggles my unease is your sport; my sad fa… your life must be so empty
I’ve seen me through your eyes And what a threadbare tapestry I’… The milks turned sour, the embers… As my ego wanders through this maz… Wild animals call and devour me wh…
you turn my thought inside out your ornaments of blue glass haunt… a whimsical dream that developed d… we were once a bonded soul, now an… your dead and gone, for time now
With a snoring dog upon my lap I sit and reminisce of things gone… Of how my life has swapped and cha… And how my love has peaked and wan… Of how my youth has died and lived
and when the last laugh is over who’s face will wear the grin, as shoulders rest and eyes dry and waiting sadness nears begin, and when the last laugh is over
what nightmares tale shall grip my… the sound of wood twisting and cra… bones breaking and sinew snapping this beast won’t die, lay awake th… blood red lips and a powder white…
I’m nothing but your smile the waters reflection of your stra… the rasp of derision the quiet creaking mast of echoes, I’m nothing but the milked blood
I’m an open book you said You wear your soul on your sleeve You hurt too easily And give your love to free But I can see through
got a weekend pass to let myself down the symmetry of simplicity will confuse and dumbfound got a head full of nothing
Ink splashes across a moonlit nigh… Leaving an oil paintings texture Turbid, its cloudless face shines Moving silt, flourishing A flowers rest from forced growth
here I stand watching the days go… a restless head wondering about ev… I hear your voice it sounds like a… and I’m well schooled in knowing t… a change in her mood tells me its…
Slim desire, come and nourish me Let my bygone youth play havoc sti… Be the appeal of all fabric lay he… Steely eyed, insulated, a melodic… Slim desire, come and force feed m…
You hover over the bones of a dead… You’ve eaten all the flesh and the… You pick them up and use them for… And ponder the culinary gift Your the queen of quarrels bar non…
death, your bullets won’t weigh me your eyes shan’t score my worries your noose can’t imprint my cover I dwell blinded by the lux of stea… death, your shadow won’t provoke m…
it erodes me my steep that you make waves in it houses me and you we’re clinging to an artists dirty… this acid bath strips me