And all the bullets are shots fired!
The blessing is just around the corner...
I roam in the remedy of love
Trembling down my spine,
And all of this love is detained!
Shall I refrain from some wishes?
The bodies of love remain...
Can I scare the egos of man?
Oh the fires of remedy, I can't ignore
Such evasive thoughts in my head;
Oh the fire is willing to tap out
For we are willing to stand
Upon such needs, the treason demands
The road to satisfactory recedes!
For I have solicited such deeds,
And among men there are women
Pleasuring themselves to tawdry
Such vast illusions are appealing
The dead wood has crumbled
And I stumble upon a cherry tree
That is broken...
Am I the force of revelry
Dancing in the wind?
Such callous lies resist the strain
And again and again, I crumble;
What destined cookie
Is meant to taste bland?
For the milk is sour, and my heart is wavering
And the passion recedes again
For we are the Sultans of Swing!
True windows bind to the hearts of men
The fires of remedy.
- Author: Soul Baby (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 21st, 2024 00:14
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 6
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