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The infinity of lights made her feel infinite Safe Like all the light would drive out the dark in this glowing city One She was as vast as the vast city around her New York Chicago Seattle all or None of the above Dream World Safe Safe enough to jump Not really to jump Maybe more to fly The fear did not affect her action In her hazy dream world city She could fly she thought She places her feet on the slippery unforgiving iron Stepping Up Looking Down The fear was still not there This was not a suicidal act She wanted to jump Not so much to jump as to fly King of this concrete jungle The ***** of the heart The pulse of the hand The breathlessness The final step Shes soaring now Shes falling now flying:soaring:floating falling:flailing:breaking you won't break yourself if you believe you can't There's the confliction The child that believes she can fly The grown girl who lays broken to die Her body is broken like a cartoon Like Wile E cayote after falling off some boulder There was a whole body There was not blood guts or reality Hazy dreamworld city In this flowing capital she beams with a twisted sense of perseverance She sustains no injuries Like tripping on those uneven breaks of pavement They say you're never supposed to sleep through the falls in the falling dreams The pit of the stomach Winded Clammy Punched in the stomach Falling Dreams Yet she did Why was the fear not there? It was not in her sleep cycle not on top of the skyscraper in hazy dreamworld city She saw her broken body rise to life Why could she sleep through the fall? And the next sky scraper she fell from ...Not in hazy dreamworld city ...Would she walk away? Was she jumping from the money that built that skyscraper? Or the classic Freudian symbol, dream specialists might contend Translation of one image onto another So I was jumping away from men Commitment What's new? Spend money and time Loose friends and crime Jumping away from reality Soaring now Falling now Falling into the flowing light of the hazy dreamworld city As flies will always return to fluorescent light bulbs, naive Like if she got close enough to it She would become it She would consume it The light would consume her Illuminated The dark expelled to the smallest corners of this earth flying in this hazy dreamworld city.
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Jun 24, 2012
Jun 24, 2012 at 7:16 PM UTC
Hazy Dream World City
The infinity of lights made her feel infinite Safe Like all the light would drive out the dark in this glowing city One She was as vast as the vast city around her New York Chicago Seattle all or None of the above Dream World Safe Safe enough to jump Not really to jump Maybe more to fly The fear did not affect her action In her hazy dream world city She could fly she thought She places her feet on the slippery unforgiving iron Stepping Up Looking Down The fear was still not there This was not a suicidal act She wanted to jump Not so much to jump as to fly King of this concrete jungle The ***** of the heart The pulse of the hand The breathlessness The final step Shes soaring now Shes falling now flying:soaring:floating falling:flailing:breaking you won't break yourself if you believe you can't There's the confliction The child that believes she can fly The grown girl who lays broken to die Her body is broken like a cartoon Like Wile E cayote after falling off some boulder There was a whole body There was not blood guts or reality Hazy dreamworld city In this flowing capital she beams with a twisted sense of perseverance She sustains no injuries Like tripping on those uneven breaks of pavement They say you're never supposed to sleep through the falls in the falling dreams The pit of the stomach Winded Clammy Punched in the stomach Falling Dreams Yet she did Why was the fear not there? It was not in her sleep cycle not on top of the skyscraper in hazy dreamworld city She saw her broken body rise to life Why could she sleep through the fall? And the next sky scraper she fell from ...Not in hazy dreamworld city ...Would she walk away? Was she jumping from the money that built that skyscraper? Or the classic Freudian symbol, dream specialists might contend Translation of one image onto another So I was jumping away from men Commitment What's new? Spend money and time Loose friends and crime Jumping away from reality Soaring now Falling now Falling into the flowing light of the hazy dreamworld city As flies will always return to fluorescent light bulbs, naive Like if she got close enough to it She would become it She would consume it The light would consume her Illuminated The dark expelled to the smallest corners of this earth flying in this hazy dreamworld city.
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Jun 24, 2012
Jun 24, 2012 at 7:16 PM UTC
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