Blind-sides

[Oncewas]

I don't know how the nexus feels about poetry/song. But this is how I express myself.

And the last thing I gave to you-ooo,
Was a cigarette butt,
thaat you stooole.
And that's okay- with me.
Cuz ashes caan't be sollld.

And the last thing you gave to me,
Was a cigarette butt,
thaaat I sold,
And that's okay with you,
Cuz ashes can't be stole.

So when I close my blinds tonight,
I pray we can just be free.
I swear that this is love,
but I know,
it's only fear!

So when he closed his blinds today,
He prays just for me,
And I know just how he's feeling,
but I fear,
I'm in love.

And there is just no meaning,
if you can't, if you can't,
if you can't,
sing with a mee-hee.




Playing with a new thing.
Playing with multiple voices.
Playing with different views.
Playing with visions askewed.
Playing with song.
Playing with noise.
Playing with nothing.
Cuz they just won't let us sleep.

 

[maxzar100]

I masterpiece in its own way.