sexta-feira, 17 de agosto de 2018

Oded over a compass of wine and cheap hookers.

At pointblank the pores ooze of bleach
Seedy coke bought over sordid abstain
Do not get confused, a blue lacy is a dog
I merely get labeled a whimp, sorted.
Shredded instruments too can recover
That resemblance of borrowed time.

Nocturnal gails lyric makeshift pull
I make by-a-bye a collected tune
Laughable that my dollface is the product
of a trapped nerve, can't feel my face
Solid gold for the sting, was it worth
the cost timid, obscure so and so foretold.

I ain't no saint and a half-bad listener
To boot, the girl sat at the limbo steps
a dark whisperer to crystal balls
Oded over a compass of wine and cheap hookers
Pray tell girl how can that be a curse?

Nutty pretenses, should'a said no
A manequim strapless, devout
I apreciated the silence
and little else.

find's a new keeper lodged at your disposal
swift, immenent and fully deserved
a bullet sits at our nest, lukewarm satisfaction

I called shotgun.

The grandeur of a finale sits at bay
The mine lost the trust of the crowd
and popped the ballon, check it.
No laughter, no clamour, out of sink
Elemental pop, sounds good.
A wave of arms, the quiet dawn
Aftermath of abandon, a ghost that left
Once a vampire stroke by moonlight
bravely met the sun's reflection and burned
over the grace of science, broken tempo
Stopwatch held heart, more drugs to fuel
The rage, the measures to which no avail
Can be forgiven.

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