Cruel Games and Spandau Ballets
Hunger, I dived
In absolute depression
A sterilized sheet
From your world to mine
I have a box
It is cardboard and ripped
Beaten to the curb, returned and dogged
It holds a million memories and cruel reminders
They pull me like a puppet
Dance under clouds of acid rain
As I breathe you in and drown below the barre
Perils and luminance fade into melodramatic ballets
Childish games where everybody dies in the end
Neatly in time with the jump of a rope
I close my eyes in replica beloved
Memorial and fade into sleep
To wake for us both
As you sleep for only one
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Spandau Ballets are Nazi death marches. When people were marched to the gas chambers that
is a Spandau Ballet.
I'm not talking about the band...though they are/were amazing.
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