Don't give upon me now my muse
Pencil’d in my hand sketching all I see
the soft graphite blends with parchment and sensibilities
vistas that surround inspire a archaic reality
lost in a world of make believe
I find a place
that special place: you know the one
living a life that seems so unreal
An easy escape for me
between the blues and greens
And my heart
Leaving the several lifetimes behind
To the gleam of a memory in pain
What if the shadows bleed forever
As I watch helplessly on bended knee
Breathing in the smoke thats drifts in from the unseen
And I wash
Wash my hands in the blood of those
That have given their life for me
If only I could have seen their smiles
Lived in the obscene
Coated in liquorice and arsenic
I know I wont have to sing right
Except for the one
That knows my name
Tattoo’s n Gypsy's dripped in gasoline
Dance the night laced in gossamer
And the one in black dressed like a queen
All eyes watch enviously held in the palm of a lifetime
From this place
Sight unseen
Left to run from another tomorrow
Left to the world
Haunted in the corners of disbelief
I find I can live inside each and everyones dream
Scattered in the leftovers of a thousand cigarettes
I can marry another if I cry my old face
Tomorrow I bleed
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