Curls in your hair felt like wet ribbon
your body a fragile skeleton
your silk screen face
as the officer simply says "another suicide case"
your wrists so chipped
blood stains your porcilein lips
head lights poured over this tragic display
what to say?
what to say?
a prayer..?
no a curse
cause now im loading up my love in a hearse
why my mourning glory?
her petals marred and made gory
didnt make it through the night
the moon didnt save her life by shining bright
she couldnt wait for her dawn
and now shes completely gone.
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Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! for the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really niether joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain
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The world I love
The tears I drop
To be part of
The wave can't stop
Ever wonder if it's all for you
Sweetheart is bleeding in the snowcone,So smart she's leading me to ozone
Music the great communicator, Use two sticks to make it in the nature
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As I try to fill all of my empty days
I stumble round on through my memory's maze
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...and if i'm not back in 5 minutes...wait longer!
"We shall bring the beauty of erotic poetry to the masses"
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As I try to fill all of my empty days
I stumble round on through my memory's maze
ROry
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