madness, silence, violence, hearts a mess, desperate to react, looking for that big love she promised after that first hug, the face hard to forget, easily hurt, like yesterday was tomorrow, he was always the straight highway, she pointed the intersection, oh, god, how beautiful, but the boorishness banishes, it ends, a horrific saga, when the faith becomes the poison, theres no sugar in the coffee, like shes caffeinated the veins, the paradigm shift heart wakes to, killing from inside, like the glass splints, an immediate disgust, the masks are on in the spider town, the web is too complex, the lover is all dressed, hes alone, shes the broken angel, love is her only gamble. he wakes, he cries, as if the sky above died, a stretched body a rippling tide, the whole town flat nowhere to hide, she belonged to the stranger tribe, shes the mistress, he admired peacefully, the green cabaret eyes, a threatening wave, she had the spring going wild & depraved, the conscience lacked the superiority gaze, her delicate feet, capable of genius flood, shes claimed a virgins pride, on her lips those craved have all died, her body a slumber couch, hes humble, shes the power sky high, hes the charming creature, shes the suspicious looks, shes the shining & single, he couldnt offer a dime to mingle, no love wasted, no love claimed, instead a sulky silence widened. we could be an amiable pair, she said, the proposal isnt fair, why are you sad & low? my heart cant crave the treasures below, I got the divine power, I know about your blood shower, my patience is on my tongue, youre not civil on the road, how I wish, I could wish you a heaven, thats what I heard from the raven. Her green eyes, carried the sorrow taste, her black hair, disheveled down, on that holy night, she clutched his hand tight, bright angels beheld the lights, she cut the strings in two, maneuvering his heart, she claimed the glory & the crown, his soul left innocently, the clouds heavenly clear, he paid the homage of savaged heart, scenting the blood drawn, her last words, Oh Dear, Play the final song. The Prize (C) Wanderer 2014
Posted on: Tue, 22 Jul 2014 16:16:39 +0000
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