of angels and demons
Perceptual
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she lays on sheets of white
gentle is her stare
scrutinise what isn't there
a scent so lovely
so... everything
she calls to me from a dark room
fire in her eyes
burning up the lies
intoxicating scent
she's everything
it's light and dark, fearing my part
crawling and splitting the waters apart
lightning
in lands faraway where kings die to stay
darkness,
in places so close, in torture... to most
gentle is her stare
scrutinise what isn't there
a scent so lovely
so... everything
she calls to me from a dark room
fire in her eyes
burning up the lies
intoxicating scent
she's everything
it's light and dark, fearing my part
crawling and splitting the waters apart
lightning
in lands faraway where kings die to stay
darkness,
in places so close, in torture... to most
"this one, anytime I say love if you wanna say love, uh, say it, and if you say it you might as well say it loud, and if you don't feel like sayin' it, don't say it, but if you feel it, certainly say it..."
NOTE: Everything I write in the P,P&M section are intended to be songs, not poetry.
NOTE: Everything I write in the P,P&M section are intended to be songs, not poetry.
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Cheers to those who try anyway
and the piece is great BTW
When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"
I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
hungry manly animal..her fiery eyes must burn with a gentle glow..
nice is your writing that i visualize..
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce