Killing birds
- The Claire Madison
- 27. Mai 2019
- 2 Min. Lesezeit
Aktualisiert: 28. Apr. 2020
-Storytime-
Just for the moment. Then I will continue, mourning for her corpse. In my arms.
Babe, what should I do now? × I see her swinging - I ram my hands into the ground and feel pain. I wanna sleep, forget you and the end that is near.
I Jump from the skyscraper, screaming and
dreaming on. You in my arms, with a smile on your lips.
Your soft hair on my cheek, your green eye in front of me, your thin hand in my,
buried. lips so close. × I sing, burn my hair and skin,
tear out my eyes,
slit my lips.
I wanna let the daydreams rest.
Give freedom to my little bird and no longer play the hunting cat
She sings baby hush, baby hush I sing ouh baby, baby tell me,
why am I in love? × I can feel my pigeon die in my arms. See her demon laughing and dancing, jumping away with blood on her hands. × Angel, you're gone, you let me die?
You watched how I felt pain. You saw me cry
She giggled. I WANTED TO LOVE HER
I WANTED TO KEEP HER
HOLD HER
AND JUST LOVE HER GOODBYE
× Well I can't forget this evening and your cold face when you were leaving
but I guess that's just how the story goes. × I dont want you to take me anymore
My angel, my heart, my soul. My little pigeon, Just to you I was like that
I played your coat, you were the only one I showed you my deepest love; my trust,
my desire
and my freedom. × I wanted you to love me,
you wanted me
not because you couldnt find a way out. × ×
Little, bad pigeon, every day passes like years. No night without the hard ice in my eyes.
The throbbing under my skin. No song without memories,
no picture without that longings.
One big hell of a fuss.
I can't live anymore.
I can't live without you by my side. Not a fucking second time.
×
Love me
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