writing on the sidewalks of lungs in chalk is so yesterday

Apr 20, 2004 21:49

bloody kiss has a new name and she is irony
that soft red spot on those desirable lips
wishing that dashboard accidents were fictatious
and cell phone batteries only ran out in snowflakes
kick the living scars to ashes and burn the temperature
to reincarnate the aurora of treason
this time, i'm folding the pages to look like rain
and make those tears run down pretty flesh
carved by the knife and bled from the northern side
until fear scrapes its gut against the meat grinder
now we're set up for a twist
endless sounds of nails hitting the board
as they find its destiny into suttle hands
your weapon of choice after ink and dagger
aplitude into amplitude is what killed the killer
of killing the kinders within kindness
(hahaha) i'm tired of faxing you goodbies on paper twines
that sick smile still infects your vile face
and rots at buried pianos inside the poison spine
kiss the bride and marry goodnight
and looking you up for expiration on tuesday morning
i kill me for the sake of symphonies in peril.
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