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He said, “I can be your dream,
but it will only last tonight.
Remember when you fall asleep,
I’m gone at crowing light.”
I said, “You may think it’s me
you flee with cosmic rays.
But I am more than solar flares, believe,
I am the light of day.”
but it will only last tonight.
Remember when you fall asleep,
I’m gone at crowing light.”
I said, “You may think it’s me
you flee with cosmic rays.
But I am more than solar flares, believe,
I am the light of day.”
He told me, “If I take you there,
don’t hope for it to last.
I’m only good for what you see,
and my heart’s made of glass.”
I told him, “I am blower’s friend.
I’ll shatter upside-down,
the heart you hold inside your chest,
while wearing Maple crown.”
don’t hope for it to last.
I’m only good for what you see,
and my heart’s made of glass.”
I told him, “I am blower’s friend.
I’ll shatter upside-down,
the heart you hold inside your chest,
while wearing Maple crown.”
He whispered, “I will press your keys,
the white ones and the black.
The song won’t hold much levity, &
I will hold it back.”
I whispered, “I am not the keys,
I'm the entire thing.
I’m notes, I’m bars, I’m staff, I’m clef,
I’m spaces in between.”
the white ones and the black.
The song won’t hold much levity, &
I will hold it back.”
I whispered, “I am not the keys,
I'm the entire thing.
I’m notes, I’m bars, I’m staff, I’m clef,
I’m spaces in between.”
He said, “Now I will play the roles,
of whoever you desire,
to get the wants that I would have,
yes I will be the liar."
I told him, “All the parts you play?
Seductive, I confess.
But the truth I am, the tales you spin?
Unparalled, at best."
of whoever you desire,
to get the wants that I would have,
yes I will be the liar."
I told him, “All the parts you play?
Seductive, I confess.
But the truth I am, the tales you spin?
Unparalled, at best."
He growled, “When this is over,
because for certain it shall be,
I’ll leave you in a wake of tears,
and you’ll be on your knees.”
I responded, with an eyebrow raised,
“I loathe to drop this bomb, but
in the end they all crawl back,
and curl up in my palm.”
because for certain it shall be,
I’ll leave you in a wake of tears,
and you’ll be on your knees.”
I responded, with an eyebrow raised,
“I loathe to drop this bomb, but
in the end they all crawl back,
and curl up in my palm.”
CAS // 5.23.2016
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