sweet sally

sweet sally is on the hunt she never knew why they put it in her head cause she never knew it was there. sally sees the world with foggy eyes but all seems clear to a paper doll picture-perfect patron of prosperity and all seems clear to you and me WE NEVER SEE REALITY ReAlitE reality the opposite of insanity that lie we dream of at night... See Sally sweet sally lying in her bed picturing the events the sweet and the sour her tommorrow is never and her yesterday is forever glassy eyes overlook at the cloudy skys SALLY STICKS HER HAND IN FIRES she yanks it out, can't stand the blood no it's not pyromania not a primal need she just THINKS IT FEELS GOOD.just a tiny bit experimental...i'm working with some ideas here, some metaphors...this will probably change again but please tell me what you think! Written March 19th, 2002 © on Apr 09 2002 03:21 PM PST   18 • 0 • 10