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need I hire a troop of maids ? |
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sylphid Junior Member
since 2001-01-23
Posts 30 |
HURRY Reach in me Cut those threads That’s holding me down That makes me don’t care Makes me hate…. Unfold those webs Dust those forgotten dreams Throw some out, they are of too simple needs… Freshen up my cells Mind so the ones not breathing HURRY Find the face Worn Before knead it out, mold me one that can shine inside Paste a hundred smiles all over not just somewhere hidden Burry the moans far out.. and HURRY back Color me up, Some romantic shades in pastel Brush the gray out gently I m way too young…AND do not forget Comb my lashes out of guilt… Let me blink once not seeking help.. Carefully put on eyes that would not cry and lips that does not bleed a smear or a single lie review with me looks I’ve worn, reminiscences somehow so precious, so forgotton Dress me in white Or in colors of the living Don’t really care what shade I will start tomorrow missing HURRY Take the voices strolling deep Line them up a wall shout, stop them weep crucify the guilty pin me the one to which my heart really belong recite new notes or whatever it is I was once singing… Rinse these tears wash them out for the salt is cracking Everything about Find me some innocence Or some tolerance to perform Not impressions of this and that Or fragments that can be stolen Oh quite, let me think Melt the sun in my soul Stir in my ocean, No sugar in my drink It was never sweet as my passion I’ll drink to all and be prepared Finally I am ready, do you assume? To pull up the curtains Be pushed on stage Thrush to life.. Is it my turn now? to try for once act the living.. |
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