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By Stephen Submitted by stephen Date: 2001 Jun 01 Comment on this Work [[2001.06.01.02.11.20930]] |
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As once as one was before, today, forever, tonight is for sure Every moment will be spent in admiration, cause it would be criminal to do anything else. I'd spend wishes unconditionally, salute you as a revolutionary to my heart. Though consistancy is my enemy, I would swim through your wax'd sarcophagus, as pincushion's jealousy smother their pins, surely quaker in their fluff to nails. Normality could make way for comformity, if there was ever such a thing. But as society's educated village idiot, it is my nemesis, and battle could turn tides, but never for our lies. Casualties to both sides; crowds could never seem the same, but slain souls cry false normality to their comrades. At this yawned spec in the distance, i'd sit so comfortable in our awkwardness. Your hair would filter the clean air, earning the purple hazard that laid down it's life for our heart's sacrifice. She would cry herself to sleep to bring up her lover's wan face, so shall I do the same. What blasphemy her depression be, to give life to this cold baron of white. Curse her stupidity for her strong predictable love. As her warmth gave birth to his cold shadow, so shall I do the same. Still she continues to bleed herself upon his wan face, so that he could be seen by the world, so shall I do the same. Curse her, curse him, as you'd watch their loving conflict, so shall I do the same; snuggling closer to enjoy the passionate moment of their dance, i'd sing you a song about my affection. My undeniable admiration, as once as one was before, today, forever, tonight for sure. |