looking back over times murky mist how easy it can be to feel unease, as hindsight becomes a moral compa… when a future you wish to receive, its fragrance lays a sultry dream
To you I’m just a dark secret I’m the elephant skipping around t… And you’ll do all you can to avoid… As I crash and smash from near to… Well let me whisper some truth
i yearn for the salt that you rub… to feel its burning caress, to feel to be, the delicate trickle of its truth
if a word was spoken and its meaning was true and faces felt impact showing winces in view misconstrued adjectives
how could I have let this happen t… I’ve fallen into the trap I’ve la… I gave too much of my heart and mi… and got nothing of much in return… useless emotions that cloud my eye…
this carousel we amble against you sitting astride, me at the eye… it turns its face to spue dark mag… and again the picture is where we… our lethal dose of pandering
I have risen back from the dead, this dark cave I have stumbled in now showing a source of light, for years it seems
red suds foam onto the floor frothy blood spat out in mouthfuls… an extraction that leaves a face t… its repeatedly being slammed in a… red suds foam down my shirt
As a cloud, floating slow into my peripheral I espy, the glint of moonlight on a slated… as the cold gentle rain obscures i… This cloak of evening sarcasm dons
when we were a tad younger possibly even a wiser than now, we strode the days like pirates and the nights like i don’t know h… we braved each hour as a safe bet
Your more than a dog Way more than a pet You bring joy and love And smiles without fret It seems you walk me
it seems I’ve been treading tbis w… I can see the back of my head In… Each day the same momentun and dru… All around want their tiny piece o… Maybe one day I’ll pass myself
Look around and you’ll see Only two faced people smiling at y… You can tell they harbour ill inte… And wish your life was theirs Love is just a word made of shapes
drinking down your arrogance like a bucket of molten steel, your glance evicted all my nicetie… as you surveyed the world with con… your circuit boarded marginal walk
gone are the days of conversation erudite chats of things that confu… spanners thrown into confabulation tirades minus words just bemuse its a sad sorry state of affairs