layer up. lay her up. there out of reach. a porcelain thought. untouchable. lest she break. shatter. into the thousand movie images you gleaned her from. into a million beams of coloured light. light not fire. because she won't keep you warm. i'm here to warn you. but to you i'm the spectre. spectator. don't make a spectacle of yourself. in jealousy.its not your place. in the face of her grace. in the grace of her face. and you'll keep her safe. this dream of yours. dream girl. that you go dream whirling with. and i'm the unwelcome alarm. pulling you back to earth. so layer up. its cold outside. and it's time to go.
so say goodbye.
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little harsh dont you think?
although I dont know the context..
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-every time I see the words Dear Void at the top, I always think theyre the words Deas Vail. which, shoreline. you should listen to.
this was the song, of the last few days with my father. and then finally when he left here without me
-beautiful piano.
not an unwelcome alarm.
ring.{it goes}ring.
pulling her back.
from godknows where.
from the colours and the fumes.
and the thoughts. the muse.
ring. {it goes}ring.
and sighing she shuffles up and tugs.
off. her apron-shield.
ushering in reality.
and she embraces it.
don't touch her. {he whispers being chocolate-smudge fingers}
she's fragile. she might break.
i love the play on words.
and i love that bitterness of the tone for real.
wow. i really love this.
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