Wax and wane. An itch so deep, yet right there. I so want to relieve it, I hold back. The sensation spirals higher and I embrace it. Madness follows in the intensity and then is gone. leaving me bewildered, unsettled and spent.
Where does my inner compass come into play in this situation... Where up is down and east is west depending on the day? The ache builds again. I know that it will be too much, yet cannot deny it. If I am mad, then let it be so. Shallow breath and fingers tremble betray me...
Where does my inner compass come into play in this situation... Where up is down and east is west depending on the day? The ache builds again. I know that it will be too much, yet cannot deny it. If I am mad, then let it be so. Shallow breath and fingers tremble betray me...
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i don't know where i will stay.
in my mind i see the face
of the one who holds my place.
i could tell you tons of lies.
do you know your own divine.
mr. painter, give me color.
i'm in love with you.
i will show you all of me
if you needed proof.
so come now.
come now.
i could tell you tons of lies.
do you know your own divine?
you could tell me tons of lies.
all i know is my divine.
that's all i know.