Under these circumstances
Legs can slip over
Becoming weak
Words spread out
Scratch, curse, punch and kick
They fly out mad and eager
Built a little shrine with fires
shining quite bl eak
drowning in the sand
as we speak
Representing the love that stood for moment in our eyes
Representing us being one with all that in this moment dies
Never over said and over sung the limit is the skies
This is why she cries
For there is no day all the time it is night
Absurdities dwell as a mans desire like the ebbing tide
Hushed away not to appear different
Nor to confess anything that's screwing your mind
Gathered in the pieces of pesonality
Cutting like stained glass
Formality lost
wreckage in the gales
In her heart they found a sword
Incised deep to stay
Till all the world, and I, are surely just a part of you
And I'm drawing my last breath
It's Heaven in her, because we're both dead.
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