Champagne bleeds desire
Though they make a liar out of her
The foolish hole in the girls heart has yet to heal.
Words work too hard
Young melts softly,
Wakes the universe.
Liquid perfume lingers
No need to poison the joy.
Rhythm is feverish but not broken.
Ferocious secrets forever flowing down the stream.
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC
Well now, don't you look pretty.
Sitting up there,
With your nose in the air,
but with a pinch of pity.
Could it be that maybe I don't care?
Or should you cross the wires...
If not for the fires,
that burn so bright with piece of misery.
I can't explain, but maybe you?
For the deals we make,
our souls we break,
We cannot get back.
Trust him he's tried,
but Satan don't lie.
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 8:19 PM UTC
I've been thinking a lot lately about a future where my star is dimming now and explodes later. It's a sad affair.
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 10:34 PM UTC
