High Little Hatter [unfinished...I Think]
i sit and i draw your face as i see it
a stoned little mad hatter, now without me, yeah
your now without me, and you dont seem to care
alice is gone, your alone in your lair
a lonely little tea party with just one guest
the hooka you won from the catapillar in a bet
gambeling away your last bits of sanity
seems youve already lost your last bits of morality
laughing with crulety at the pain in my heart
swearing you forget the night we werent apart
mind to mind
lips to lips
forgetting each passionate kiss
body to body
skin to skin
not a stich of clothing to seperate us, yeah
we were together just us there
now im laughing through these tears
damning you for all the pain i bare
and thinking, remembering that you dont care
Copyright © Jay Loveless | Year Posted 2009
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