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The skill of your shadow dance has come to an end
Never has a man achieved a triumph so illustrious
by releasing an entire swarm of rosy doves in my flesh
I will no longer surrender to your vultures
Rest from its fires,cast aside its flame,two cruel serpents of your embrace
Absinthe, sweet king
Never have I drunk such poison from a cup so small
I'm no longer standing on the edge of your self-made highway
interrogating the voices in your tainted blood
You ,only semi-innocent, already well on your way toward your six feet under
I no longer care about your sadistic powers of persuasion
with the aid of strobe light and glow dementia
So
Trash and Vaudeville me tonight baby
Live in a capsule of the past
seeing beauty only in which cannot return
So
Trash and Vaudeville me tonight baby
Live in a capsule of the past
believing as the fool that everything that's old is sacred
Turn hard blue around into a red that devours
There's a night sky and the room is filled with burning fires around us - you and me.
I'm turning, twisting to a rhythm in my head
while you Trash and Vaudeville me tonight baby
Come on haunt my shadows
as they spin in provocative deliciousness on walls, floors, tabletops,and window panes
Breathe my essence while you Trash and Vaudeville me tonight baby
My ever-changing figure of volatile darkness, is no longer in possessive need of you.
So
Trash and Vaudeville me tonight baby
Capture and pin me against that wall then slide my arms upwards, grip my wrists while you crush your eager body over mine
Yeah, c'mon and let me taste that hot energy of your sensual mouth and feel my blood pressure pounding against my nearly naked breasts, hear that rhythm in my head harden while you try to tame my wilderness
Shove your hips violently between tensed thighs, eager to spread
Trash and Vaudeville me tonight baby
Lift me up, yeah, lift me up and bring me down,
You wanna play? hm? you wanna taste? you wanna feel? you wanna bunny? c'mon... your move... what next..?
Make me question whether I belong to a predisposed reality
So
Trash and Vaudeville me tonight baby
Let me envision your deterioration
I don't want any more of you or your blatant forgetfullness of our past symbiotic existence
I don't want to talk to you
I don't want to remember
bunny you, queen of defiance and rooted stubborness... bunny you and how strong you were even against my warnings.. bunny you, murderer and beautiful chaos... I hate you and I don't want any more of you
So Trash and Vaudeville me tonight baby
Live in a capsule of the past
seeing beauty only in which cannot return
believing as the fool that everything that's old is sacred
I declare myself thy mortal foe
as I dry sweetly your sad dead hollows
Poetry by TheresaCecilia
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Written on 2006-04-09 at 23:37
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Trash and Vaudeville Me
Trash and Vaudeville MeThe skill of your shadow dance has come to an end
Never has a man achieved a triumph so illustrious
by releasing an entire swarm of rosy doves in my flesh
I will no longer surrender to your vultures
Rest from its fires,cast aside its flame,two cruel serpents of your embrace
Absinthe, sweet king
Never have I drunk such poison from a cup so small
I'm no longer standing on the edge of your self-made highway
interrogating the voices in your tainted blood
You ,only semi-innocent, already well on your way toward your six feet under
I no longer care about your sadistic powers of persuasion
with the aid of strobe light and glow dementia
So
Trash and Vaudeville me tonight baby
Live in a capsule of the past
seeing beauty only in which cannot return
So
Trash and Vaudeville me tonight baby
Live in a capsule of the past
believing as the fool that everything that's old is sacred
Turn hard blue around into a red that devours
There's a night sky and the room is filled with burning fires around us - you and me.
I'm turning, twisting to a rhythm in my head
while you Trash and Vaudeville me tonight baby
Come on haunt my shadows
as they spin in provocative deliciousness on walls, floors, tabletops,and window panes
Breathe my essence while you Trash and Vaudeville me tonight baby
My ever-changing figure of volatile darkness, is no longer in possessive need of you.
So
Trash and Vaudeville me tonight baby
Capture and pin me against that wall then slide my arms upwards, grip my wrists while you crush your eager body over mine
Yeah, c'mon and let me taste that hot energy of your sensual mouth and feel my blood pressure pounding against my nearly naked breasts, hear that rhythm in my head harden while you try to tame my wilderness
Shove your hips violently between tensed thighs, eager to spread
Trash and Vaudeville me tonight baby
Lift me up, yeah, lift me up and bring me down,
You wanna play? hm? you wanna taste? you wanna feel? you wanna bunny? c'mon... your move... what next..?
Make me question whether I belong to a predisposed reality
So
Trash and Vaudeville me tonight baby
Let me envision your deterioration
I don't want any more of you or your blatant forgetfullness of our past symbiotic existence
I don't want to talk to you
I don't want to remember
bunny you, queen of defiance and rooted stubborness... bunny you and how strong you were even against my warnings.. bunny you, murderer and beautiful chaos... I hate you and I don't want any more of you
So Trash and Vaudeville me tonight baby
Live in a capsule of the past
seeing beauty only in which cannot return
believing as the fool that everything that's old is sacred
I declare myself thy mortal foe
as I dry sweetly your sad dead hollows
Poetry by TheresaCecilia
Read 679 times
Written on 2006-04-09 at 23:37
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