I hear you're going through a rough time
Returning to your roots, watching life pass by
Endorsing your own importance, until the last of july
So they'll keep you alive somehow, you'll never die

Everybody wants to think, life is really fair
Everybody wants to think, that they really care

Wait as their smile trickles down your lilac veins
Curious you are, but nothing to explain in a space of raspberry canes
You're swerving in the open lane while others paint their image in chains

The ones you love and the ones you need, you must neglect
Journey to the savage and heady places to connect
Now what you want is what you prefer to reject

What you strive to become is a luminous peacock worm
*But you're an avian flying with what you've earned

In the basement where I sleep alone
Tinted mirrors shot right through my veins of gold
There's a nova in the mirror, holding up his two legs
With damp marks on the collar of his robe
With incisions and ghosts, on the nape of his neck
But there's nothing you can do
When he doesn't praise the sun
But he'll praise the moon
When he doesn't praise the wind
But he'll praise our oxygen

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Valueless how nothing lasts forever, life is an empty bucket
Who would care if you didn't exist, if I didn't exist?
Feeling as empty as my old jean's pockets
Open bottle and drink happily
Of course until happy
Only to finish up with the abused opposites
By my blurred eyes, I seem to be nakedly nacred
Questioning whether I'm real, is sadly consecrated
Questioning if its love... rapidly grows vapid
Close, as the unhappy body drawn to my noteworthy pace
Close, as the rain that draws attention to my morbid habits
My happiness is a circle collapsing into a dreaded mess
Erroneous notion that we're all little gambits
As it pays to be negative
It can't be right, I know we're all not evasive
Two days of being convinced, that I am not actually homeless
Face emotionless with xanax on my left wrist
I'm addicted to my truest sense, that'll forever be hidden
Open bottle and drink happily
Of course until happy
Lacked ones open highway road, lonesome wind please blow away
Tie a silk scarf around my neck, and kiss on my benighted soul
As goes below, unnameable
Sniffing more than air and watching my issues blow away
Out my nostrils into the tissue of my flawed escape
Open bottle and drink happily
Of course until happy
My head is swimming from wine
I'm about to spit bedraggled japes
Soon to overflow, soon to dilapidate
Fit my body, warm my old sane mind
Torch patience, I'm a ******* light
Without actually breathing
I somehow stay alive
In my eminent vintage bucket
Of taint time and caned wine

The sun gradually sinking with shrinking grins and turns
Catching leaves as the storm flows bitterness and burns
Your pink blue eyes stare in awe, with a reddish glow emanating
Kleptomaniacs rise, afterwards sighted kids slowly went cagey
Just a pilot flying through the shrouded black cloud
You will be yoked of life when you come back down
But leap forward your fracted fingers around hope
I promise with my overused words you will not sound untold

I held your hands when you were very very angry
I've been lost, stolen, and have felt weeknight pity
My cure for loneliness was a waste of energy

My life is a sentence constantly being rewritten
My life is a black line erased with a frequent recurrence
Fire to dust with your cold and new blandishments

I said "Fun can turn over when sober very quickly"
Open your mouth to my wine, and somehow take it away
Your words have become more and more filthy

I just want you to stay with me, don't you want to?
Its hard not to know how your days begins
When you're lying next to someone new

Dear friend
You cannot handle light when you're five foot three
Now to dig deep trenches in the beauty's field
But don't leave me
To feel my vacivity

Dear friend
Its easy to become a shadow when you're five foot three
Your name is as majestic as your bedraggled face
We're an all-bottled shame, with all-throttled praise
Growing weary

Dear friend
Your love is greed with a stomach that can't be satisfied
Yell your final words, and forget me so easily
You're not used being asked, where all the beauty lies
So very desperately

Although I know your days are past the best
I act myself and credit your false-tongue in jest
You are biting life with loose and crooked teeth
6am drinking and prying at you body at the peak

The feeling was gone as I made position
Sounds like gold, Skin like porcelain
Hunt the faint hints of increasing distance
You will only find me in boxes of light
Standing in the rain
Nearly washed the day away
Dressed in black with eyes of grey
When our footsteps were searing
It nearly lifted your shackled face
Spending hours adoring every single thing
Your mystic power calls to me
The end result is an absence of luxury
Here we are
Together building another way to the morning

You've taken my horse and my name
Sunshine mixed with a little hurricane
My life shattered in your high-speed chase
Just to slide behind the unlit shades
Why do you vilify a world that has tasted death
I can see an empty booth, from your angry breath
The white dress, and primrose in your glass head
After hot afternoons
We climbed onto the neighbor's house
And dream we were in that wheelhouse
To leave, because these days are filled with such disaster

Touches so soft still to confuse chastity
To feel young, lovely yet broken, and suddenly sickly
I feel it rise above me, the others run from the myrtle shade
Shook off my guards and fears to realize I have been betrayed
Two half circles around my eyes is what I call a life
I'm breaking my own bones, to bend, to melt so I could arrive
To listen to my warm words and ignore are cold decisions
If lost love left marks, you should dread those incisions
In our new home, the walls came down into a black pitch
You quickly hide monogamy, before I could find the light switch
Peeling yourself to live a second life in a second head
The living record of your memory bursts in bed
No shape so true, no truth in such looks
Show me your image in some descriptive book
Don't listen to those rabbits in the wintergreen bushes
Run from the candid and live underneath where the wave pushes

The room exploded with her screams and screams of joy too
She rarely notices
The dark figure following her every move
Light blonde hair was sticking up all over the place, very smooth
She rarely notices
My smile from her sinking down my drowning blue
During a movie it’s easy to let your mind wander
My thoughts call out my will to take her number
Something caught my eye, and my thoughts suddenly snapped back in my head
My already pale face was completely drained of color
My heart will be buried where my body is, so don't mourn when i'm dead

The lights skate across her cheeks and shine in her eyes
Argued that beauty's red and virtue's white
Yet our ambition makes us still to fight

Her touch that lifts the day from the mundane
My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain
Knowing her look torments me with disdain

She might think me of some benighted youth
My head swears to heart that she is made of truth
So she I lose, likely through my unkind abuse

You trade in your reality for a wing You trade in your sense for an act
You give up your ability to feel, to put on a mask

Away he steals your heart with an open listening ear
Stuffed up with his lust, as minutes fill up into hours
I'm used to your inner indecisiveness that is as wavering as a coward

My soul out in a burning mist
My body in the worst of dens
To feed it and forget it, the leaves among it
Silence with that murmur, the swung wicket
Its a broken hearted nemophilist
Here
The neck your mother's arms caressed
A handful of blossoms I plucked
Hands ******* and darkened
Great black spots where the blood has run

When we were rich in the crevice
We had our bodies burnished
Night shacking up, so we've furnished

Not a plenteous sort of season, time of year
Blue-black, lustrous, masculine eyes
Barricaded by trees, fields, and grime tears

Matters passed into the silence
We're both left as nemophilists
Too tired to breathe sprightly
Color the sea, another sky for me
Beautiful yellow as your hair, dress and comb
You are sylphic with skin of peachy monochrome
From sunset, sunrise your body feels of foam
Yet again to whisper "lets get lost'' in a brisk tone
But I cannot see into the sunset
All I know is that you're perfect right now
The zestful weekend’s almost here now
The furthest reaches of your nowhere town
Making peace with an empty town

I have painted upon myself wings
In the fabric of the diaphanous street
Locked her inside the room of mirrors
Laid her where the floor creaks
In the shadow of an eye
A few last diamonds lined her beam
While I'm staring at the canvas, I fear
The unsettling shrill of a midnight scream

When the nights were tempestuous or very dark
These great big sheets would disintegrate
I'd scarcely make your side my dwelling-place
Spectre out of the room, through the hall, into the park
Under a molten sky, beyond the grass, we wait
My bedraggled face
Drunk of whiskey to ease the sporadic space
The fevered plastics that seal your body
Dissipating in a violet chase
Tonight a special memory serves me

Where I
Over the sharp edges of the slate-rock, glittering with a prize
Boisterous attempts to restore the spirit of the evening
When she was pounding on the wall
One had seen me enter the hall, yet there i was in the midst of them
Removing the stones and burying myself underneath them
My red and white mouth blew a putrid scent, hovering my pampered lament

General ideas swept through the auburn lit room
You light your candles by mine, I feel a slight breeze from my tomb
On moonlight nights, the air has often seemed to be full of sound
Awake be awake, can't wait for you
Like knotless thread, like lightning striking ground
She vanished from my sight with a laugh and shout
In hideous imitation of you, another pain walks in
So heavy I would have to lay my burden down
The air itself had a strong sulphurous scent
Moaning like the soughing of a departing storm
I played this little game, until the ties were scorned
Bleeding, and covered with wounds, yet still in one form

The sun was burning through the window
My mind's companion paced like a minnow
Feel warm every time I press play
This thought was the perfect escape
Because laughter once broke my embrace
She yelled "monster" in her softest, most feminine voice
Sounds of a tired city, crowds the unwanted noise
Rewarded in cracked glass animals reveling
Where the sailors choice, ever-changing
Minding the gap from the eye of a single storm
Finally snap from tumbling to the rotten floor

Locked away in your cage, carve your own rage
Dressed in a tawny bittersweet shimmer
Growing beneath your sister's shoulders
Overly histrionic, in bald cure
I have lost the immortal part of
myself, and what remains is *******
Pushing exultingly with all your might
Pursuing lions which are not yet even within sight
Dancing and carousing until old age and infirmity
Talking without speaking, boasting of offspring
For you, every minute is expectancy

Your burst was clear as a bell
We're perpetually quarreling among ourselves
To feel straightened out, yet so violently compelled
I am afraid that you are not only blind, sick
Attempt to hide things which cannot be hid
Though you've starved from your amends
All your mother's money blisteringly spent
Leave those dancing rings to spite the dawn
Such a blunder of fits, upon the gray cement
Its glamorized that you're an awoken slattern
Ridiculed the idea of me ever being able to help you
Without needs of a tavern
There is no believing a liar
I don't see whats behind the shower curtain
Now carried on our back, a double burden

Northern California, much like Laura with marijuana
There tears are like bones, evil like the home to Pandora
Darker than my aura, darker than my aura
My eyes shed tears and there begins the horror
Music in spheres, and billions of chords in honor

If you wanna go you're on
Sit here, beside my arm
Hostage, they took our hearts
I'm falling from exhaustion
My skin is in *******
My body is scarred
From knowledge, of this gossip
Blatantly catastrophic
My heads in the clouds
You're always breaking me down
Okay, you cut me to pieces so often
Okay, don't turn around
Tear from my coffin