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thoughts from a crucifix
may the skies remain forever gray (an honest shade)
the skeletal fingers of the earth but silhouettes
ranging ever skywards
to draw life no more... more inspiring than a sunset whos colours i dont see
a dejected weird grins
a colour changes and just like the sun it makes me want to hide
makes me wish i were stronger
i can make a club afraid
the whole bar turns blue and bends their necks when i passed....
life is a musical thing and the cosmic breath likes to bend the strings
the skeletal fingers of the earth but silhouettes
ranging ever skywards
to draw life no more... more inspiring than a sunset whos colours i dont see
a dejected weird grins
a colour changes and just like the sun it makes me want to hide
makes me wish i were stronger
i can make a club afraid
the whole bar turns blue and bends their necks when i passed....
life is a musical thing and the cosmic breath likes to bend the strings
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