genuine

under de cut.



I vanished in the summer rainfall, and sold penance to the reaper
I knew what they would take from the crowd
Sun on your back, drive me from your mind
I remember you used to scream for me

Melting down your colour scheme, a blur
Take down the past and we were set to go
We had only just begun, and you saw through my disguise
So open with it, earth beneath the sun

Cheer you up with Lady White, and the duchess of dawn
She breaks free of his shackles, locked in Sorrow's slumber
And seeks solitude in the dance of dreamers all around
Though as one said, dreamers often lie

Your mouth a flytrap, I chase the wind for your grin
Forever staying enraptured by you
The turn of the dharma fades to black, sweet dusted fragments
And they force video-taped grime without a true sound

Rip apart the dresses they wear past desert moon
No nomenclature will appease them
Flick curled tails and cast hopes into the river
So let it be, for your departure was in their dreams

I'm your puppet-string doll, unaware
And you're a love that didn't last past the lies
Not quite as complete as she, your essence fades
And I won't submit to the gypsy lords you follow

A hurricane, your exorcism tore my tongue apart
Belonging to no-one, but lending me the hold I needed
Bringer of the lonely song, I looked, you were gone
Returning to where we had been before

You bound me to your chest and I slaved my way back
We cut eachother down and bled into the grass
You made me send down the rain behind my paper curtain
And passed hieroglyphs behind my eyelids

Depressed everafter, in a circular wheel
Behind the pretty masquerades that they perform
I'm not coming back whilst my sanity is pried
And there is little else I can do, revisited

Afresh in my head I wait for sleep and the mares of the night
Whilst the crystal ship sets sail and leaves you alone in the wind
Without a word of comfort I see the waterfall and your delicate frame
Nothing more than a corpse, a cadaver, in death

Thought I'd bump this to see

Thought I'd bump this to see what people thought, but also to add a note - this was mainly comprised of lines I'd already written in previous works, meshed together almost William Burroughs style.