I was cross breeding in another land
Where the Suns shadow tips my hands.
Crying out to the manger, 'here's some kind of timeless saviour'.
I walk tall and slumber with my hands in my back pocket, kicking the shards of glass that remain from last nights fight.
It was over some pretty girl, with her tight nick Blues eyes following all sorts of guys.
But there's no room, no room to improve.
The sleeping beauty of madness was her name. Foraging for a purpose in the main.
Full of hope, masked by shame.
She now goes by a different name.
She grew up wicked and bare golden haired, waving her eyes round tired. so cold and torn, with a scorn I imagined myself in her shoes. Pissing away at the dirt, eternally hurt, conquering each man that knows. Upon closer inspection, there's seemingly an infection. she's Trying to re-define her very whits ends.
I spotted this pretty young flower from across the room and with the crack of my throat I whispered too soon.
‘Shit, you don't know which ways up and which ways down but let me guide you ,bust your head open and let it flow like a dripping tap, lets see if this is this and that is that.’
The sleeping beauty of madness was her name. Foraging for a purpose in the main.
Full of hope, masked by shame.
She now goes by a different name.
In a flash, We lay down cutting some sorta fish in the sand whilst the sun rose up emptying our bottles in hand.
See, together WE had a devilish charm, always seeking what was right But like all ends, things turn cold...
Our very tongue had tide in, where bubbles were masked in snot.
"I'm slipping in a sound favour you see", opening her little black book.
Here lies a waiting room for Pretty soon; Hun, the tides gonna come in, bellowing a cool sweat.
Harrowing,With a fight we flight washing our bodies away.
The sleeping beauty of madness was her name. Foraging for a purpose in the main.
Full of hope, masked by shame.
She now goes by a different name.
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