Saturday, November 26, 2011

Membranes of surreality

The membranes of my excistance
slowly become part of a dance
I see you and I glance
you become part of my dance
your the music, your the beat
I surrender it's my defeat

Life is surreal for I dream
of flying and dieing without crying
sex is the most powerful drug
I'm lying overdozed on your rug
                           and I'm gone

The membranes of my senses
slowly erase all my troubles away
I feel a storm rise
as I believe every last one of your lies
your the vision your the dream
my reality now so it seems

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