Speak to me, Oh graveyard
where the souls sleep  
surrender your somber mind
why drink in this dead like life in ,
take with you old cold darkness
this pain I hold in my soul,  
take my empty desires and make a fair ,
the moon don't shine no more,
I sigh with the wind of the silence of night ,  
the sound of love gives me so much fright ,
shattered dreams became a part of me ,
Loneliness is all I know ,
It became a friend to me ,
Oh, graveyards with the souls that sleep ,
Hold me and keep me warm ,
My life runs in the night ,
With no one to hold in my life ,
No home to go to and call mine ,
I'm still trying to figure out what my life is  
what does it mean ,
why would someone give birth and never claimed
what that one made !
when your lost were does, life began.
all I see is the end.

Poetic Judy Emery © 1984
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

Butterfly Desires & Fictional Highs,
Magnetic Spells In Her Emerald Eyes,
Bleeding Perpetual Fire & Toxic Cries.

Lucid Screams Of Her Plastic Love,
Paper Towns & Serenity Above,
Refracting Into An Apocalyptic Dove.

Postcards Of Her Estranged Serenity,
Diffusing Into Polaroids Across Infinity,
Rhythms Of Lusts Erupting Obscenity.

Bluest Shade Of Her Misguided Confessions,
Uncharted Fragments Amplifying Obsessions,
Profane Prodigies Detonating Desecrations,

Digital Dreams & Fictional Desires,
3D Symphonies Inside Her Crystal Wires,
Purple Streams Translating Fires.

Tunnel Visions Transmitting Reality,
Suicidal Trance & Static Eternity,
Molotov Solution Is Her Lighthouse Of Ecstasy.

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