Dear Camarilla, Third Passionate Rain Drop
Conversations bleed the hearts of millions.
We were in the tree we built at the time.
O' little Rock, O' little Rock, What are you frowning upon?
The Skies and stars are your friends.
I guess we just have to sigh and lay henceforth the passionate rain;
Her gray tones are the Technicolor of my eyes.
The trenches marked up the battlefield and the spots in my mud.
Where we made snow angels in, craters laid, waiting for water to fill.
O' little rock, I miss those times; I miss those times with Camarilla.
At a sudden, in a Building.
SHE walked down the stairs, Her nametag read Atanasia,
Gentle, Cozy, and Warm to the touch....
What is it this way we ask?
Just don’t be jealous my third rain spot.
You are my only elusive Prey.
Why do we fight amongst society? It is all Nonsense.
Once again the sound of wolves has destroyed time.
He was kidnapped from my wrists.
I miss my friend time, "He is wise and brave."
The carcass traveled towards the sun, gleaming, as it was a star.
The cloud then formed on you, your beauty attracts him, I am so Fucking jealous.
The clouds now Write....
" Dear Soft Beat in the Ground,
Your noise sooths me at night, when all is dark and non-perceptual,
From every inch of Fluff
Where does your resonance carry and travel your heart?
If you don’t mind, I love you, i LOVE you, i love YOU....... i love you
feeling your eyes for blisters, is what we do.
maybe i am the Right size for you....
I am the Cloud
I am the Shade
I am the Rain
With Love, and Nurturing
The Clouds around you... My only love, Soft Beat."
The Scripture than went in a Dirty box, and was forgotten.
"filled with Electronic Memories"
It traveled with Lint in the front seat
On your Front porch, it will Lay.
The car pulls up, Moving at Taciturn Speeds,
he Must be searching for his Wolves
down the street it traveled
It took a turn at the intersection
Sadness peeled the puzzle together
In this Hope, In this Life, To another Drink, we all sip on our love...
Maybe, It will take more time....
Maybe it will take more time...
Goodbye, My camarilla....
With ecstasy and Poison Fetish.....
The Non Existent Boy with Pink Shoes.
We were in the tree we built at the time.
O' little Rock, O' little Rock, What are you frowning upon?
The Skies and stars are your friends.
I guess we just have to sigh and lay henceforth the passionate rain;
Her gray tones are the Technicolor of my eyes.
The trenches marked up the battlefield and the spots in my mud.
Where we made snow angels in, craters laid, waiting for water to fill.
O' little rock, I miss those times; I miss those times with Camarilla.
At a sudden, in a Building.
SHE walked down the stairs, Her nametag read Atanasia,
Gentle, Cozy, and Warm to the touch....
What is it this way we ask?
Just don’t be jealous my third rain spot.
You are my only elusive Prey.
Why do we fight amongst society? It is all Nonsense.
Once again the sound of wolves has destroyed time.
He was kidnapped from my wrists.
I miss my friend time, "He is wise and brave."
The carcass traveled towards the sun, gleaming, as it was a star.
The cloud then formed on you, your beauty attracts him, I am so Fucking jealous.
The clouds now Write....
" Dear Soft Beat in the Ground,
Your noise sooths me at night, when all is dark and non-perceptual,
From every inch of Fluff
Where does your resonance carry and travel your heart?
If you don’t mind, I love you, i LOVE you, i love YOU....... i love you
feeling your eyes for blisters, is what we do.
maybe i am the Right size for you....
I am the Cloud
I am the Shade
I am the Rain
With Love, and Nurturing
The Clouds around you... My only love, Soft Beat."
The Scripture than went in a Dirty box, and was forgotten.
"filled with Electronic Memories"
It traveled with Lint in the front seat
On your Front porch, it will Lay.
The car pulls up, Moving at Taciturn Speeds,
he Must be searching for his Wolves
down the street it traveled
It took a turn at the intersection
Sadness peeled the puzzle together
In this Hope, In this Life, To another Drink, we all sip on our love...
Maybe, It will take more time....
Maybe it will take more time...
Goodbye, My camarilla....
With ecstasy and Poison Fetish.....
The Non Existent Boy with Pink Shoes.