April 29, 1992
happiness was still waiting
for a perfect enemy
in the battle of one

Belladonna eyes, can you love me?
I want to dance with somebody
dedicated to the sway of my dysfunctions

Because it’s all I’ve ever wanted
but I’m sick of it all
in the immortal love-me, love-me dream
of bony hips and Angelina Jolie lips

Because there’s nothing sweet about me
and the planets bend between us
in our own private galaxy of black holes
‘cause we’re just infra-red silhouettes after all
green with envy in the dark
pretending we’re peachy when good enough
just isn’t good enough
and the only ones we sway with
are ourselves

© Indie Adams 2014

Author's note: this piece was written using randomly picked song titles, as listed, April 29, 1992 - Still waiting - Happiness - Perfect enemy - I want to dance with somebody - Belladonna - Dedicated - Battle of one - Immortal - All I ever wanted - Nothing sweet about me - Sick of it all - The planets bend between us - Infra-red - After all - Peachy
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
Published | Edited 28th Feb 2014
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