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Catsong
~~ Written on the 24th of October 2008 ~~
A never-ending autumn is living in my head.
My soul's empty and my world is blackened.
I'm living in a desert, and a desert's living in,
It feels like the song of the lonely wind,
like the birds on the live wire, like a strange drawing.
It looks like I'm staying, but actually I'm crawling.
I'm far away from people, I live in a different place.
There's ghost mist in my soul and mist in my face.
Deeper is my pleasure, deeper are my feelings,
I'm just a living sleeper, a paper doll who sings
her lonely, empty song with the lonely empty gong..
A never-ending autumn is living in my head.
My soul's empty and my world is blackened.
I'm living in a desert, and a desert's living in,
It feels like the song of the lonely wind,
like the birds on the live wire, like a strange drawing.
It looks like I'm staying, but actually I'm crawling.
I'm far away from people, I live in a different place.
There's ghost mist in my soul and mist in my face.
Deeper is my pleasure, deeper are my feelings,
I'm just a living sleeper, a paper doll who sings
her lonely, empty song with the lonely empty gong..
Published 2nd Feb 2023
Author's Note
The drawing belongs to ZUM (deviantart).
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