Betrayed
Mystic evening sky
Moonlight sitting
On the edge of yesterdays
Silenced by the weeping
Of a lover
Walking upside down
In someone's fluffy dreams of
Sugared lies,
Dispied
By poet and music makers
With out-of-tune guitars and
Pianos with broken keys...
STOP!
That's the door to perfumed
Scented promises...
Left over from a thrill that's
Flying at the end of a kite -
With stars hanging from it!
A kite that no longer shines.
STOP!
i say again...
The horses have run off
The Carousel
Ah!...But the music keeps playing
September 8, 2010
10029 p.m.
Just off the top of my head..
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