in a nightmarish scene of such
grotesque complexity that you'd kill to be dreaming.
Your body's been dying, while your mind has been trying
to make you picture a life where you'd kill for your
lover and a song in your head. The deaths of countless
others merely set up the lyrics for your symphony.
That's where you'll find me.
Full Version: Picture yourself....
I sure don't want to be there 
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QUOTE (FearMeDearForIAmDeath @ Nov 9 2007, 02:52 AM) 
in a nightmarish scene of such
grotesque complexity that you'd kill to be dreaming.
Your body's been dying, while your mind has been trying
to make you picture a life where you'd kill for your
lover and a song in your head. The deaths of countless
others merely set up the lyrics for your symphony.
That's where you'll find me.
grotesque complexity that you'd kill to be dreaming.
Your body's been dying, while your mind has been trying
to make you picture a life where you'd kill for your
lover and a song in your head. The deaths of countless
others merely set up the lyrics for your symphony.
That's where you'll find me.
when i saw the thread title i instantly thought of Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds by the Beatles. boy was i wrong! haha. great poem though. very twisted. i like that
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