Never wanted epigrams, She desired darkness, Which is what I am, Despite the markings. Like Fred, says to Barney, Maybe consider less daunting, Less aimless form of life. But Barney desires Betty, A new car and a pint.
I love you, There are no other words, Like gold and silver, Shine in the distance, Water finds less resistance. Eyes of blue, There are no other girls, I am in love with you, There are no other words. In awe when you visit, I'm thinking of home, children, And you every minute. There are no other words, So I admire, and listen.
Beyond silver screens, Silver lining, infinite. One hand, ten digits, More erotic fiction, Tonic, friction. Long, like tonic water, Blessed with ginger. In aliquot.
Meaning, less meaning, Dreamers, dream dreamscapes. Day succeeds evening, Like nightlife succeeded. People, like we, Beings, replaced. Storm, give way to rain, Beauty, like rainbows, Under sky you can paint.
I was there in the hospital where you gave up, Was it impossible? Like you said so? Did happiness come? I think something awful of what you've become, Was it nice in the calm, like you said so? Did you find love? Did you find anyone? I wish I had died, both then and all along, Like a knife and be less subtle, Push inside, until bone and break it off.
Vast, like oceans, Endless, like addictions to opiates. Nobody cares where you're going, Past, child soldier, Nobody cares where you're going, Feather across the face, Then under the eyes. The night is dark, Sun fills the sky.
It's not about loneliness, I have partners to boast, It's not about holy text, I have no offer of hope. It's not a state of the world, It's the people, you know? Corresponding with Rome, They are taking us over, I have no offer of hope. And it's not about race or homelessness, It's not about great sorcerers, You see on screen at a show, It's about weakness of soul. It's about what you're willing to do, To offer them hope.
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Dauntless spirit: fall to sickness, Hard decisions, job descriptions. Starter pistols, starlight pitchers, Starch, upon a talking picture. Despite ego and wanting children, When all accounted, long divisions, Robert Browning, wrong religions, Accomplished townie, unpolished fingers.
What matters most, When paddling boats? Loneliness, A partner to boast. What matters most, When seeing a coast? Hopelessness, Nowhere to go home. Eternity, being alone, Mercury, being exposed, Attorney, being ignored, Even in war, theatrics unfold, Even when seeking reform.
Disdain of flesh, Decay of sense, Working late, again, It remains unsaid. Burning bayonets, Arms, upon a chair, I, long to embrace myself, Instead of remain unsaid, Undead and lifeless.
He puts on a cap, Face like his dads, So they clap, Regardless, for all he lacks, Is what lover's want. Please come back, Please come back, He begs to a darkness, Change my path. Away, my hands, Take my grasp, At the other end, nothing Date, time stamp.
Dreamers dreaming dreamscapes. Mealless evening, Weakened breathing, People screaming, The defeated, being replaced. Cover the rear, cover the face, Coveted feeling, converts of race, Circle of fifths, dogma and faith. In the end, who pays? Cathedral ceiling, being replaced.
Who's number 1 in all the world Who's get the laughs and includes girls Who's number 1 at sawing bones Who never lets you leave your home Unless you're going to the festivals Who's number 1 at selling oil? Who's number 1 at selling guns? What's the best city for having fun?
Turtles to the top, Turtles to the bottom, Fixated on the comical, Tequila on the tongue. Curtain, rubber saw, Surface cut across, Love, when under cloth, Nothing matters above. I love you more than art, I love you more than god. Tongueless, trouble talking, Unless I sing another song. Forgive my writing, I understand, we have not long: 'Touch upon, yet world's apart, Double malt until the color bars.'
Wide use of incense, Tight, in defence, Armside, spiderwebs, Tight looking threads, Bride beside herself. In a sense, I require less, No accidental catch, No incidental crash, No occidental trash, Private gestures, wider netting, Quiet letters for me, tellings, Over ornamental brass setting. Is that too much to ask?
Harvard comma, Lust for love, Concert, opera. Forward, onward, How can you find God? Gotcha, gotcha. Heartless monsters, Endless darkness, Falling, forgotten. Son, sing a sun song, Gone first are zombies, Long nights, falsehoods. Yet you sing on... How can you see their soul? Stare at the son. Love song, pub crawl. The scuff marks stay, People, rub off, then Pass away.
Commit a crime and tell me, Uphill climb, and emptiness, Pills alter the mind, The novels I write aren't helping. I no longer deny blessings, All I had in life is French seams, Red meat and prayer beads. The movie is for the sex scene, Simple child, on empty, Pills alter the mind, Barrels this time, sweat beads. Why can't I, be like a chess piece, Alone, untouched by deadbeats? Webbing is where the spider eats, Domestic things involve police, Collective lives can then convene. A minor piece, A minor key, Minor to the ones who sing, A major deal on my journey, Despite wind, spiders scheme, What is not real is the bodies.