Of Muses And Other Ghosts

(7 march 1988)

A River Full Of Flaws


A river full of flaws to the right
and you and I walking alongside the lost time.
A freckled moon, undressing stars above our heads, to the left side of this imagery.
A bit dull, isn't it?

I was a bit disappointed that the world didn't end today.
I needed it, complete obliteration of the soul.
Love ripped us to shreds my love.
The fight for you ended in my fists.
I'm glad you left me,
I really am.
There are others that deserve that kindness and warmth.
I was always a sadistic man
even after I kissed you,
wanting to jail you with a ring
It was wrong of me.
I'm letting you go now, love,
I'm finally leaving.
Good bye

Submitted: Friday, December 21, 2012
Edited: Friday, December 21, 2012

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