Sunday, January 25, 2009

So, it's sad this doesn't suit you well.

& me fresh out of rope. Please ignore this lisp, I never meant to sound like this. So take me & break me, make me strong like you. I'll be forever grateful to this & you.
It's only you, beautiful. Or I don't want anyone. If I can choose it's only you.
Fix me to a chain around your neck & wear me like a nickel. Even new wine served in old skins cheapens the taste. I shot the pilot, now I'm begging you to fly this for me. I'm here for you to use, broken & bruised. Do you understand?
It's only you, beautiful. Or don't want anyone. If I can choose, it's only you.
But how could I miscalculate. Perfect eyes will have perfect aim.
If I can choose, it's only you.
“We're wrecking”, & I'm dry like a drum.When you scream so fine I'll leave; we're spent; we've got time & trials; measured in miles; we slave for days (& weeks).
It's only you, beautiful. Or I don't want anyone.
If I can choose. It's only you.

3 comments:

JacobinRL said...

thats eerie
unless you wrote it
then its just amazing :)

Renata! said...

haha, oh, no.
I'm not that talented Jacobear.
it's Brand New. As well as that other blog.

(:

JacobinRL said...

the lisp thing threw me off :P