Bad news, just a fake on the take.
Taking gear, smoking ****
Almost black,never white.
Never right.
Just a fake man, an always on the take man,
Feeding the fire with poison,
Leaving no choices,
Angels with voices.
Mainlines with needles.
Collecting stars, from heaven sent,
Believing all his words were honestly meant.
Trapped,tripped, something slipped.
Her name was Dignity
Tangled tourniquets,
She don't wanna play, okay.
But she will cos he's her thrill.
He's blown her heart up, like a rubber balloon
Silver sliver spoon man.
It burst, it hurts.
***** *******
Eyelid twitches.
Making messy moments,
Nothing more then memory fodder.
Shot her up the final time, she kissed the stars hello
(c) Livvi
Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 3:18 PM UTC
Bad news, just a fake on the take.
Taking gear, smoking ****
Almost black,never white.
Never right.
Just a fake man, an always on the take man,
Feeding the fire with poison,
Leaving no choices,
Angels with voices.
Mainlines with needles.
Collecting stars, from heaven sent,
Believing all his words were honestly meant.
Trapped,tripped, something slipped.
Her name was Dignity
Tangled tourniquets,
She don't wanna play, okay.
But she will cos he's her thrill.
He's blown her heart up, like a rubber balloon
Silver sliver spoon man.
It burst, it hurts.
***** *******
Eyelid twitches.
Making messy moments,
Nothing more then memory fodder.
Shot her up the final time, she kissed the stars hello
(c) Livvi
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