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Melancholia

As the angels burn on by, like comets in the sky

Where madmen worship dreams & the rabbits dance and sing

I think I've lost a piece of me

We'll drown out sounds of lies & stay hidden from the spies

A slithering serpentine with venomous reality

I'll fade away in me, to a star struck fantasy

 

As the children tumble down, to a hidden underground

We'll dilute the world of men & close our eyes again

& the embers never fade, in a land of heart & *****

We'll wash away the words

 

As the kings & queens wage war

The jesters dance & I adore

In a kingdom crumble, I've stepped and stumbled

& the inner city ghouls, my friends among the fools

Cling to the night

The bright spotlight, of the night

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May 18, 2012
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