my words lain
who cannot dull the flame?
How can i arrose a soul without a whisper lay?
YOU
think you’v known me
i think im completed.
How long will it take for the mistaken?
and you’r
FALSE
Two girls in chained
How those two been sticken?
Waitin in vain
My heart is a glue hole
Stick on em: some violents insects
OUT!
«horror horror!!»
How would you tell?
Debt and tragedy.
Ignorate those in coffins.
A caddle for the earth.
CLAIM
Do you see those runnin horses?(smile)
Them hair are astonning red, flying in the air.
One of them,adviced me a road on a candy tone.
I’v been heading to those ballerinas dolls,
they were dancin on this freezy lake they told me about.
Neon girls on a desert ice.
Automatic animals slit your hopes as if your nails been extracted one by one.
Love is burning his casualities.
DOWN, DING DONG, DONE.
And you’r out of my vocabulary since now.You’r just a song.
I love you though
THE GUARDIAN.
One day mechanicals will feel onto joy, onto slavery, onto themselves.
I wish i could clear this up but automatic animals are all obliviating.
And im not god and sun neither.
None gets the point at all.
I took ballerinas and putted them in a round boxe.Doh.
I made them an hair cut and pierced their noses.
After ten days they still were dancing in the boxe.
They arranged themself to be enough at ease for moving.
«they still are dancing can’t they do something else?stay wise dolls»
Then i attached them so they could look like meat in a supermarket store and mostly:not moove.2euros laced promoted.
Each more day they were restless..
But i promise you dear, i was teachin em poetry,history, make up, sometimes they were makin a show to me it was 1 year of full glee.
On the 25th of december they wrote me a letter:
«Dear A,we miss the oxygen and our clothes and for godsake we are human let us free!!!»
Afterall, somethings are not mean to be.Constantly reshaping,thats the mechanical balance.
They were lookin so desperate that i had pity on em and relief them out.
My heart lonely was.Without my dolls.
2months later when i was borring in my room they came, knocked at the window and told me how i changed their life..
And im so sorry i was full mad, i wish i could be the sun,simply powerfull and sufficient.
I wanted them suffer for the abandon...
and turned dolls into steel.
they screamed as pig do,i thought they were ugly now and, i retired a big satisfaction of it.
and
I shouldnt have listen those lier horses full of prejudice.
Swallow words as i was full of stereotypes either.
Their cold legs in some closed glass boxes.
THATS ALL I HAD FROM MY IGNORANCE.
DONE,DING DONG,DOWN.
