Sunday, April 22, 2007

Norwegian Pine

Old favour return again. Your face at the windowpane. Cold dreams shatter illusions and frequent my demise. Some sort of twisted love affair is going on and I don't want to know. Fireworks set me off like a Vietnam veteran. You never told me what you wanted so I could never be certain.

Oh but we had secrets to beat the band. You had yours and I had worshipped another to look like Brigitte Bardot's grandaughter. Can't wipe the memory away. No matter how hard I clean, it still looks and feels dirty. Not enough to set me free but I'm sure you can get away from it in your own little way. Everything's done and dusted, there's not many more I could feel in that lust.

Are we deceivers for the right believer? Name your price and I will fall. If you want me to sink faster than you can think than just watch me fall. Tie me up if you don't want to see me swim. It's not your place at all....I can't think of anything for you because it's just not right. Broken heart....yeah we've played that game one too many times. Don't get fooled, it's just an expertly played game. You'll only end up with the same neuroses they claimed they had!

When I see your face at the windowpane, Norwegian pines smell wonderful today. I'd never see your face again. Never see your face again. God you make me feel so old and decrepit. Faceless fears. Loud whispers. JAUNDICE. The yellow bellied beast. We are here once again to talk about your feelings again. Jumbled up thoughts just won't untangle for you.

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If combinations don't work then what's the use when you've got no code to decode. You just feel like locking up everything you've ever lost

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