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acacia Aug 10
I don't like ******
I don't like (hidden) charms
I don't like hemmelig gestures
I don't like flick of the tongue

I cannot appreciate your beauty, it is not a talent
I cannot allow myself to faun over does who turn yellow like my lawn
Beauty is empty
Beauty is nothing at all
All you pretty girls, you seem like nothing at all
Don't bat your eyelashes
Don't color your cheeks
Don't throw on your new scarlet shoes
Don't let yourself fall into the week

You boys stay away from me
Your harrowing eyes rest beneath my leaking pipes
You pretty boys will never go for **** things like I
Sometimes it is you who tempt me
With you, boys, I would wish to go far
But take away your rotten dreams
Place them, from me, real real real real far

[FALSETTO, IN UNISON]
Take your tawny shoulders (take your blue shatter)
Take your conditional romance (take your charred bouquet)
Take your pre-set curls (take your square, veiny hands)
Take your petal heart (take your eyes from me)

I do not want (wo)man-kind (or the like)
I do not want you
Sometimes I wish to erase you from my palmistry
What is a being like me to do?

Charge me again, taxation, I rise from the smoke
Destroy all my golden photos
Look away from me
Look away from me
Look away from me
Look away from me
Look away from me
Look away from me
Look away from me
Look away from me
Look away from me
Look away from me
Look away from me
Yes, look away from me

Giggling, bubbling, hysteria
Girlish, boyish beams
How do you stand this?
Why do you stand this?
I will not stand this
Look away from me
by Friar Sonya (my character)

she doesnt like these things
I can remember as a child walking home from
school to kick my way through the fallen  Autumn leaves beautiful brown and golden
leaves
The rustling sound made with every kick trouble-free days they seemed endless the joy of being young the whole world
still to discover
new
challenges with each new
the day a feeling of excitement
looking forward to the coming weekend free to do what I wanted for
two days
Stay In bed till late used play football loved It down the park with my mates spend all day morning till night just kicking a ball
around
Days to remember where I could escape the abuse I took back
home
Imagination probably but only remember sunny days sad we have to grow old when we lose that sparkle of youth In ones
eye's
That fades with the passing of time where does time go when you're having
fun
Memories of childhood days endless summer days sad that we have to grow old funny how time passed by where does time go
once written
is enough
give me
details
said
she
am
i
poetry
she questions me

bell rung
am
i
in
an
consolation

prize
of
rock

here
am
i

your stone
stone glaciers
your branded
stars
here
am
i
your
every scar

i
am
your
stranded
stars
keeping you
from being
who you
are

grinders edges
cut your throat
star
do
i
dripping off notes

one me man
one me man
one me man
one more
time
her
lip
gloss
not mine

kiss me kiss me
kiss me we wrote
letters
in
the
bottle
i love you

from an shark
to
an
stroke

repairing me's
beyond
broke


song oh song
song oh song
song oh song sung to me
naked we dance
in
our
dreams
enigmatic
such mystery
fingertips spun
on golden locks
reminds time
true love
in
an
cyber
bottled box
?



...
..
.
bottle ing
boxes
...
Dhaye Margaux Jun 2014
You're my precious man
I'm your precious light
But still
We can't create
One life
Together

— The End —