Thursday, December 11, 2008

They swirl and they twirl....

The colours in my head, baby blue pastel red.
That's Rubbish! said he, Superficiality.
And proceeded thence to crush me (Bang bang, he shot me down).
A spirit now replaced by a hollow carved by sharp words (Bang bang I hit the ground)
And now, my love, my love is as all-seeing as yours (Bang bang, my baby shot me down).

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

The first two lines are nice

mad said...

And the last few are true.