slept with candid eyes of desire sure slow fever feeble fire
burned dream after dream
like evil child with matchbox at hand
all lite light
very much too bright
i went boooom bAng
off like a gun
just like that
and killed all fun
claw strings harder the tensions insane
hopes and heart sinks like deatchchained men
hang
from rusty anchors of neglect
or simply reject
close those eyelids real thight for the love potion he drops every night
blink away
the blur
molded under his palm i lure
everyone knows of my ship left in shallow water
keep sleep keen
be as nice as you can be
of that i´m sure
i´m not sure..drop the anchor of reject (no regret) & heart set sail for new adventures of that i´m sure
...sure
lullaby bye
bye
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