emerwick
The lights take the eyes
The laughs draw the night
In festival florescence
All forget their plight
Thorns round my head
Walk through the day
We all wear the crown
All walk the way
All have our thorns
All a proud king
Blood on our brows
Smiling sing
God claps
The earth jolts
White fire veins
Lighting up
Inky sky
A center piece askew
Table chipped an cracked
A child longs for days
When it was straight
Everyone shares this home
A house is the air
A home in the trees
The fireplace of nothing
or something?
we all thrive
anywhere
Museum is a terrifying creature to spell
for those whose mind is a mixing pot
It generally pours out 'musume'
or 'musuem'
I ought to right meanings for those words
Walking through a museum is depressing
Everything is dead
But yet it still toys with us in the present
Haunting our future
Ghosts peering through glass displays
I suppose I am an alarmist
The shadows are serpents the known a sea beast.
But, those always alarmed are never startled
Im expecting lost of things right now
expecting sounds negative dont u think
"Im expecting birthday presents
and a hug tomorrow
and breakfast"
There is great possiblity for dissapointment.
You'll need a crane
To pick upthe broken pieces of her heart
The lyrics to one of the first music videos i ever watched
thank you they might be giants for ur epicness
U define my childhood
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