The barrel stared at her
She could not face the repair
The damage
Seemingly disconnected to everything
She prepares her final concoction
None of these things really matter
I cannot be lovable
Distance was her only choice
She could not stop
Never get away
-too many times -
- been here
-no more-
Cannot do it
-
Go through it
Nooooooo
Tears groan
I just want to fucking die
We do not die
We may exchange dimensions
These lessons are too hard
I trust you God I know that you love me
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reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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So the gun is set down
And the violence passed
She is sick of politics
Money and fascist ideas
She wants to help
Always with the chance
That this new way could work
What can I say about that
More than likely: too much-k
The stories of 32 years around
This place of nomadic spirit
Adventure- high risk behavior
Passionate and fragile
Her wings kep going the wrong way
She seemed intent
On self sabotage
The hole in her heart let the light in
Like an Eagle taking the prayers to great spirit
She soared
The whole thing with talons
She knew the pain of harsh landings
But never stopped trying
Her heart beating like a drum
And the violence passed
She is sick of politics
Money and fascist ideas
She wants to help
Always with the chance
That this new way could work
What can I say about that
More than likely: too much-k
The stories of 32 years around
This place of nomadic spirit
Adventure- high risk behavior
Passionate and fragile
Her wings kep going the wrong way
She seemed intent
On self sabotage
The hole in her heart let the light in
Like an Eagle taking the prayers to great spirit
She soared
The whole thing with talons
She knew the pain of harsh landings
But never stopped trying
Her heart beating like a drum
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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creativesoul
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The dream time came
Her conversation with her sister seemed to echo
She knew that sound:
When people are backed against the wall they make
Childlike voice cracking through years of blues
Her conversation with her sister seemed to echo
She knew that sound:
When people are backed against the wall they make
Childlike voice cracking through years of blues
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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creativesoul
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We had different fathers
Like maps accross the time when we were small
I though I knew it all
I was the older sister
Like maps accross the time when we were small
I though I knew it all
I was the older sister
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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