Something to get Lost in.
By stoggie
Living an alluring nightmare, My love for you might as well glare hate, Your misconception of my heart has withered me sour And I can no long bare this unconnected affection. The days where I know I was living beside God, Hell, I might as well have been the all mighty being. Your image portrayed through rose peddles, Christ, how I’ve desired you. A simple scent can send me soaring into naivety, Into a place I’m wishing I’d never been. Damn the sincerity in my words, Damn my honesty being true. I never even had a chance, The moment I was lost in forever. Like a cat stuck between Plexiglas, Hissing the moan of a whore. With the days carrying on, And you sending me on this drifting Lucifer, Adore my easily lead tongue, Patronize me silently, Gaze through me blindly, I’m beyond your bitter melancholy. I’ll meet you on the edge of the moon, A fate you cannot dismiss. Cry to me your lullabies, This fate is in scripted in our bones. You’ll give up one day. This love won’t be killed in death. Written April 14th, 2002 © on Apr 14 2002 02:58 PM PST 10 • 0
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