Mar 2014
The price we give to vanity
In the mirror of a loved one
We curse God's reflection-
And delve into depression
When want flies it's price
And seizes our esteem
Which disappears like ice
In the veins of our idolised doll
Come with me loved child
You seem to float around my identity
The way confetti crowds the vacancy
Of the doubtful past-
Echo me
Echo me
You'll never echo me
This paradise is painful
Because love is peculiar
And obsene to somebody
Who only witnesses the one they love
In a place where nobody understands
The universe remains like an obsolete sentence
Scribbled by a troubled hand
Perhaps a death sentence in Bermuda
Perhaps, in a third place, Something that chills
Our perfect day.
In the mirror of a loved one
We curse God's reflection-
And delve into depression
When want flies it's price
And seizes our esteem
Which disappears like ice
In the veins of our idolised doll
Come with me loved child
You seem to float around my identity
The way confetti crowds the vacancy
Of the doubtful past-
Echo me
Echo me
You'll never echo me
This paradise is painful
Because love is peculiar
And obsene to somebody
Who only witnesses the one they love
In a place where nobody understands
The universe remains like an obsolete sentence
Scribbled by a troubled hand
Perhaps a death sentence in Bermuda
Perhaps, in a third place, Something that chills
Our perfect day.
first verse- syllable amount difference between one line and another 2.
Each line in last verse has a grammar mistake or other disorder(Echo me, being reflectively rheotorical. You cannot echo somebody else. Echo, echo, being in order. The past always certain rather than doubful. Rhythm sequence exists but is lost in memory.
Each line in last verse has a grammar mistake or other disorder(Echo me, being reflectively rheotorical. You cannot echo somebody else. Echo, echo, being in order. The past always certain rather than doubful. Rhythm sequence exists but is lost in memory.
