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| mercury on my tongue Who put the mercury on my tongue? Whilst I put the dirt in my eye Who starts the fires and who fuels the flame? And who has the right to say why? Screwed up faces and screwed up places Existence not living remains Expecting so much from the people we meet All hungry for money and fame Who put the slut on the girls who likes sex? Who put the dirty in skin? Why do we label and why do I care? When all that remains is the sin. You spit out my name like a worm in your fruit Belittled, degraded and me For who is to know that you lie and you squirm? For you are disgustingly free I showed you my scars and you tore me apart You bled me until I was drained You used me and tossed me and trod on my face Still the blood and the rips they remained The names and labels tear deep in my heart Ripping my body to shreds You lied and you played and you screwed me around Fucking about with my head |
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| gemstone blood Watch the crimson jewelry form, Upon this floor of fire. Let your lips curl to a smile, Your twisted, dark desire Take it all away from me Steal them for your own But one day I shall have them back And you will be alone And as the droplets form a pool You�ll see my smile reflect The wasted useless taste of lust A steel heart can�t deflect |
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| forgetting to breathe Breathe in my heart Take a sip of my soul Color me a rainbow Or so Ive been told Repay all my debt With a kiss to your heart Slicing my fingertips Deep when we depart Im down on my knees And forgetting to breathe And it?s all because of you Pull you in closer Till two merge to one Tasting your spirit The warmth of the sun The depth of your eyes And the taste of your skin So close who can tell Where you end I begin Im down on my knees And forgetting to breathe And its all because of you |
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| beyond the moon Stretch the twine much tighter As I walk beyond the moon Candles glaze the purple sky Whilst morning comes too soon Crows stand tall on pedestals And monkeys praise your style A pointed steepled skyline Sits behind us all the while Fires burn on rooftops Chimneys smoke and steam And above the brave horizon We chase our perfect dream Pointed hats and sailor suits Outfits made of stars Suck delightful dusted gold With the slightest hint of mars Jokers sit in shadowed sleep Heaven draws us near Cups of tricks and all such things Whisper in your ear |
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| dependant Feel the deep sting Let your lips curl to a smile And the taste of blood Mingles with the smell of wine Its just blood on tears And blade on skin And breath on lips Or so they tell me.... Cool air on fresh wounds Fixing clothes and hiding blades Stretching skin and.... Reinforcing Ragged slices, open raw Waiting for the red. Friends in high places Watching hands and rhythmic movements White shirts tainted with ruby evidence Mixing with the clarity. They laugh and taunt and tease You are dependant Off the shoulder shirts And off the cuff remarks Revealing freshly spilt essence And you know that you are dependant You need the sting and the shine You need to go, sit in your dark Make the most of what pulls you through And it only ever hurts when you see That you are dependant... |
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| henge poem She picked a passion fruit from a cloud To watch the greetings fly The daisies danced around the elves And faces never lie She lay back on the dewy grass Essential oils brewed Fairies danced on the point of her shoe Old friendships were renewed The scent of laughter filled the air The tarot cards were turned Talk of art and song and dance Left no bridges burned Pale flesh bared and hearts unarmored The clear blue purple moon Beckons to the HengeFolk flitting The night is over soon. |
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