Cirlces of the Inferno-
And the Moon-
Dark-Heavy-Sick
It envelops me-thick
My back-debris
My hands shaking
reading-between the lines
of the unsaid-
This is-Life-Unclear
Uncut-
And you are standing there
Looking for her-
Or, are you not?
I don't mind you wasting my time
Unclear-
I wish that's what I'd hear
From You-
Lose Your mind-Lose Yourself
(in Me)
Was it deep?
It sure will be-For real
Something so Unclear
For Real,For Real,For Real... |