fourtwentyone.
Her hair. Despair.
Her eyes. Demise.
Her lips. Apocalypse.
Her chest. Distress.
Her mind. Wasted time.
Her face. Out of place.
Her Legs. Smoking Regs.
Another estranged fantasy too far gone to change. How desperate has a reality come that is to far gone too save.
In the embers burning sadly he watched the time old glow. Where the mind will go. The mind will go. And so the story will go.
Twiddle diddle diddle the cat or a riddle? A fearful mourning cry. He blew the smoke from his eyes, polluted the skies a hundred million times.
Nothing had changed until he did. He's not a kid. He's not a man. In limbo is where he stands. Where does his life end.
At home in his bed he lays his head on his empty pillows soul. The cat came back to lay in the crack between his two big toes.
Morning always seemed to come so abruptly until one day he woke up. He cherished the sun and and the air that he breathed. His mind kissed the ground right under his feet. And even the bad things that haunted the old he, had become his forgotten foes.
She lays between his big toes.
Her eyes. Demise.
Her lips. Apocalypse.
Her chest. Distress.
Her mind. Wasted time.
Her face. Out of place.
Her Legs. Smoking Regs.
Another estranged fantasy too far gone to change. How desperate has a reality come that is to far gone too save.
In the embers burning sadly he watched the time old glow. Where the mind will go. The mind will go. And so the story will go.
Twiddle diddle diddle the cat or a riddle? A fearful mourning cry. He blew the smoke from his eyes, polluted the skies a hundred million times.
Nothing had changed until he did. He's not a kid. He's not a man. In limbo is where he stands. Where does his life end.
At home in his bed he lays his head on his empty pillows soul. The cat came back to lay in the crack between his two big toes.
Morning always seemed to come so abruptly until one day he woke up. He cherished the sun and and the air that he breathed. His mind kissed the ground right under his feet. And even the bad things that haunted the old he, had become his forgotten foes.
She lays between his big toes.