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Some gaze
at the flickering flames
in a fireplace
Some look upon the sea
For others,
lying on the ground
and witnessing slow moving clouds
gives peace.
saiom shriver
Her eyes have fury in them
They are glossed over and red
You can see the anger in her eyes
She's about to explode
She trys to breath
In and out
Nothing happens
She is boiling
Red so fierce
Can't hold it
She's in a rage
She's lost all control
Cant contain it
Fire in her eyes
Can't fight it
She is on the verge
Pushing back
She's about to burst
She's going insane
She burst's into flames
She's gone.
These sheets of paper
Filled with a thousand
Unsaid words
Landed on the wrong hands
And now they shall be burned
Not the best idea maybe
But crazier things have been done
The papers will become
Nothing but ashes
And my words
Shall never be read
Now my world of peace
Has been intoxicated
WIth a cloud of smoke
It fills up my lungs
Clogs my airways
But there's nothing to do
I've already done it
Just destroy the evidence
And make sure nothing
Ever becomes known
Stacking splinters in the skin,
Pervasive shards to chase the heart,
Daggers
While vinyl drips into the air
Warren Zevon
Werewolves in the night
Animalistic pleasures
poured thick with the poison
We are fallen gods,
ancestors of Prometheus rediscovering fire
just to set the city ablaze
Acoustic tunes strum the shadows,
forcing the flickering souls to dance
And the fire burns
Red, White and Young
In spite of the ageing darkness
Liar, Liar
On the wire
How soon till you fall
How long till you hit a wall
And every last lie
Will crash and die
Flames burn a hole
Into your soul
When you see the destruction
Of your construction
And you’re left all alone
Because of every lie you own
And when you wish that you were dead
Than hurt one hair on their head
For at last they can see through your lies
You can’t see the pain behind their eyes
Un viejo amor flickkewred
ua vela de morir en la noche
cenizas quedau atras,
(c) copyright heather burns