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I want to be loved. But who would love me? I'm not a rock Or a goddess Or seraphim or angel dust or light. I can't lift drooping eyelids Or cause sandstorms All without a breath. I have no interest In picture frames, Or watery exit gala moonlight. I long to smoke with the devil And teach the soulless to waltz. I want to sing with daffodils And tease their sweet bees. I need to know what I'm creating, And be exactly that. Why is that so difficult? Why, Oh, why? Am I not beautiful? Don't I have eyelids? A soul beats within me, Tired and useless. You're all I ask for, My prayer in the cigarette prison cell. But you need someone who won't love the thieves, And chuckle at misery. You need A goddess. Oh, me.
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Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 10:45 PM UTC
For Jack
I want to be loved. But who would love me? I'm not a rock Or a goddess Or seraphim or angel dust or light. I can't lift drooping eyelids Or cause sandstorms All without a breath. I have no interest In picture frames, Or watery exit gala moonlight. I long to smoke with the devil And teach the soulless to waltz. I want to sing with daffodils And tease their sweet bees. I need to know what I'm creating, And be exactly that. Why is that so difficult? Why, Oh, why? Am I not beautiful? Don't I have eyelids? A soul beats within me, Tired and useless. You're all I ask for, My prayer in the cigarette prison cell. But you need someone who won't love the thieves, And chuckle at misery. You need A goddess. Oh, me.
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Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 10:45 PM UTC
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