So I just wrote this, and if you read it, you have NO EXCUSE not to comment/critique.
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She talks to her sculptures of me
but they remain inanimate
She lives on the edge of the world
where she feeds the void for the fun of it
She shapes the earth with a melody
and paints pictures of her face on my walls
She lives through the feathers of swans
and white candles that hang behind shawls
She illustrates books weaving tales of deceit
and writes songs on the threads of her dressing gown
She climbs up the cliffs of new continents
just so I will force her back down
She can manifest any time, any place
and red clay takes the shape of her face
She sings of the things that time has erased
and hands me the heart that I misplaced
If I tell her that she’ll be okay
will she abandon her quest today?
Is that giving in, am I letting her win
if I take her heart away?
She spins straw into gold in the night
to make more golden bells
She lives on a stage made of noise
where she collects dust and seashells
She swims in a sea that is not yet named
because she jumped off a ship that refused to dock
She lives through the beams of power lines
and submits to the fears that we used to mock
She can manifest any time, any place
and she now reveals her real face
She says she’s sorry for actions my mind has erased
and I welcome her into my embrace
If I tell her that she’ll be okay
will she abandon her quest today?
It seems so cruel to say she’s a fool
after taking her heart away
1. 2.
She’s beautiful and delicate No pleasure is physical
as she talks to the inanimate on a plane so intangible
3.
God forgive her
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Those numbers at the end signify vocal arrangement: Number one comes in first, and repeats as number two comes in on top of it, and they both continue while number three starts, then that goes on for a short bit.
Anyway, let me know what you think.
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