Armoured Night
My pleasure armor Ready to protect your swollen organs A fight of desires Some intentions, strong intentions Without judgment are pleasure reigns Wishing, not enough Without missing are love subtracts Too much, go down, slow Down Without meaning Love to feel none Captured inside thoughts unreal Waiting for your love Unconsciencess rises to rule the night Waiting for reality to overcome my dreams Thoughts of propaganda enter my mind Though unholy obsession I find my faith Dreams subpress my minds eye Settle, sleep, no noise, no sound Emptyness, temptress No Surprise Written June 13th, 2000 © on Apr 06 2002 09:40 AM PST, Christopher J. Mason 0 • 16
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"My pleasure armor..."