Now lets go do everything we shouldn't.
Pull all the plugs and let the breath go.
Let's run it all out and tear it all down.
And bring to the light the things you should know.
Be careful around her
I told you she's crazy
Keep a close watch on her
Keep her nearby
If she snaps
You'll know
You'll notice she's wrong
And she'd never hurt you
Only drag you along
There's innocence there
An eager desire
To fix everything
With blood and with fire.
You won't be harmed
Just along for the ride
Just don't try to stop her
And you'll be on her side
She loves you, she does
But she's still fucking crazy
And what might scare you
Doesn't even phase me.
Good luck, goodnight,
I bid you adieu,
Can you honestly say
That there's nothing wrong with you?
Sunday, January 9, 2011
True Reflection
A woman so low, so cold, so Awful
A woman who knows how to get what she wants
A woman who kills without thinking its unlawful
A woman who is losing the mind that she flaunts
Black is her soul, her mind, her wisdom
A mage who is not so afraid of black arts
Needing to pin everyone under her thumb
And making them dance like puppets at the whim of her heart.
A woman who knows how to get what she wants
A woman who kills without thinking its unlawful
A woman who is losing the mind that she flaunts
Black is her soul, her mind, her wisdom
A mage who is not so afraid of black arts
Needing to pin everyone under her thumb
And making them dance like puppets at the whim of her heart.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Fatality
Too close?
Just a little closer
The water at the bottom of the cliff
beckons
Loose gravel shifts under already
unsteady feet
Shoes slip on empty space
arms wave as if their
frantic flapping
will turn them into wings
No miracle occurs and gravity snatches
drawing you to the water far below
For one brief moment
face down
arms spread wide
mouth gaping in a panicked silent scream
laughter erupts from your throat
elation at the sensation of weightlessness
a swift fatal moment of flight.
Just a little closer
The water at the bottom of the cliff
beckons
Loose gravel shifts under already
unsteady feet
Shoes slip on empty space
arms wave as if their
frantic flapping
will turn them into wings
No miracle occurs and gravity snatches
drawing you to the water far below
For one brief moment
face down
arms spread wide
mouth gaping in a panicked silent scream
laughter erupts from your throat
elation at the sensation of weightlessness
a swift fatal moment of flight.
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