Scream in my ear to silence my head
As it floats through the ecstasy of your hand
And dances in the waters of your cruel heart
Where destiny is a word meant for those who feel
The noose tightening
As toes flirt with ground
Like a dancer on point gliding through a shadowy veil
Concealing that which destiny hides from
A dancer whose mere posture dictates the weeping truth
Mar 21, 2012
Mar 21, 2012 at 4:48 PM UTC
Scream in my ear to silence my head
As it floats through the ecstasy of your hand
And dances in the waters of your cruel heart
Where destiny is a word meant for those who feel
The noose tightening
As toes flirt with ground
Like a dancer on point gliding through a shadowy veil
Concealing that which destiny hides from
A dancer whose mere posture dictates the weeping truth
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