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< Broken glass >
I am still a little mad at you and i
lift your head and kiss your lips and
they taste of blood and the glass is
broken over the floor and shines from
some light but it's dark in here and
classical guitars are coming through
the window are echoing their passion
from years ago but it feels like here
those notes and all this glass and
all the soft parts of us that need to
be gathered up and might as well be
collected in the stanzas of some
tragically romantic song because
at least that wouldn't make us seem so
small left here in our mess smeared
with each other unable to
clean it up.
- - -
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lift your head and kiss your lips and
they taste of blood and the glass is
broken over the floor and shines from
some light but it's dark in here and
classical guitars are coming through
the window are echoing their passion
from years ago but it feels like here
those notes and all this glass and
all the soft parts of us that need to
be gathered up and might as well be
collected in the stanzas of some
tragically romantic song because
at least that wouldn't make us seem so
small left here in our mess smeared
with each other unable to
clean it up.
- - -
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Published 17th Aug 2012
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17th Aug 2012 1:59pm
phew....
swell little paeon (or whatever)
hits hard wit lemmycaution softouch, yknow?
uh'huh
swell little paeon (or whatever)
hits hard wit lemmycaution softouch, yknow?
uh'huh
Anonymous
17th Aug 2012 5:12pm
Well done lemmy as usual...
Strider
Strider
17th Aug 2012 5:43pm
That was quite something, as always, Lemmy. It's the flow that gets me(in a good way), the lilting cadence brought about by the use of all your 'and's and 'are's. Keep it up.
Duncan
Duncan
17th Aug 2012 5:51pm
I'm not sure why but I often want to hear Bogart say your lines in a black and white movies, late Saturday afternoon...somehow classic.....
18th Aug 2012 11:45pm
I can taste blood and feel glass everytime I read this.
Certainly not because of the window, right?
They always blame windows.
Certainly not because of the window, right?
They always blame windows.
3rd Sep 2012 6:39am
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