THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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oh yeah I almost forgot, "I love you" oh yeah, you know the words you once told me? huh, whats that? love yeah, i know - 'emotion' devoid of feeling, tunnel of light death is white and safe is black roll over, lay that card down oh yeah thats me on the black and white with the knife 10 years old oh yeah, I know razors: hurts like hell but keeps you awake a void "Slumber," said the maided, "Hatred," said the king the needle sinks deeper to the sounds of rock n' roll sadness is a veil and behind it i hide bitching on the phone, neighbours scream to the TV, loud and filled with harmony tumbling down a rat alley, looking for moss and fungi, treblinka nightmare and phone-book novels stitch after stitch after stitch but that boy can never be mended oh yeah, it's me again .. laughing. why? oh yeah I was high on death oh yeah, i know i never laugh for real, noone gives me reason to, none other than Her hope is a flower sprung from under the tarmac obstruction, love is a color: I wear my clothes black. there are flows of rain, and gushes of blood trouble in a box feel the Freedom breathe down your neck? run faster run faster locked inside a dream, hopefull, longing and crying I tear my eyes out and give to all who wants me can i help? will you let me? want me to be your friend? of course, i love you! who me? can't you see me smile? oh yeah, thats a real smile alright, would i lie to the wind? (hardly ever) oh yeah, i know it looks stiff and forced, but thats the way i am; made from marble, living in mud oh yeah, i'm finished. sorry. (c) k.e. eriksson |