.
I am part soul,
I'm here for a kiss.
I grasp at her stars'
photosynthesis.
My long lost Atlantis,
a rose from dead seas.
She shows me the doors,
but hands me no keys.
I'm the fallen columns
all scattered about.
"Twenty thousand leagues!"
I heard someone shout.
She's my chipped chiseled stone
below the mucked mire
that leads me beyond
Calcutta's cold fire.
Ah! Lethargic genius,
there's gathering birds
where dogs lap at the *****
we mistook for your words.
She hides in my veins
while it's raining outside.
She's my universal
osmosis suicide.
She really is...
.
Feb 15, 2010
Feb 15, 2010 at 4:32 AM UTC
.
I am part soul,
I'm here for a kiss.
I grasp at her stars'
photosynthesis.
My long lost Atlantis,
a rose from dead seas.
She shows me the doors,
but hands me no keys.
I'm the fallen columns
all scattered about.
"Twenty thousand leagues!"
I heard someone shout.
She's my chipped chiseled stone
below the mucked mire
that leads me beyond
Calcutta's cold fire.
Ah! Lethargic genius,
there's gathering birds
where dogs lap at the *****
we mistook for your words.
She hides in my veins
while it's raining outside.
She's my universal
osmosis suicide.
She really is...
.
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