Vague Vase

***Vague Vase***
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Music. I can hear it. I feel through it.
like a glass floor, I fall through it, when it shatters,
I scream. to meet End.

Who pays this machine to operate my lost love?
there she fades, into mist, into a disco of bliss,
a sad tulip falls dead to autumns kiss,
thin slits of light uncover my eyes glint,
a chaotic glint of despair unmissed,
vanquishing the lost loves last kiss,

I once aimed for love so soon,
now realism is to aim for realisms long wait again,
the machine controls my evil witch.
she burns the houses in the village,
she tames the tainted thieves, threading them spools of life,
Giving them the antidote I gave to her to drink.

Now I fade, glass shatters,
I fall through the floor, blood splatters,
hate never my reality, its fantasy
fantastic im just in sorrow, spasmodic?
staring at a statue, expressionless, enthusiastic?

Id love her again,
if only shed love me again,
the vase shatters,
glass blows in my face,
my eyes go out, awake in enclave,
despair awakens me, it says "I love you" and it kisses me with its black lips.
happiness is now the street of tomorrow that will never come,
but I shall vanquish the black lips, someday Mistress Despair
will coil up to the strategists lair, where she lives,
and realize, mr strategist is no strategist.
he is a idiot in clown outfit.
jealous jealous. sorrow sorrow.
betrayal, betrayal.
so much lies, so much deceit,
but i, positive and sweet, deserve better,
she is the pasts past, i am despairs lover, yet distant,
black lips kiss me goodnight,
i wake up in moonlight, and there is Miss Modest,
she is the beautifying iv longed for,
Threaded in glistening break-proof floor,
no more glass shattering,
no more blood splattering,

This is beauty now..Yes.. goodbye Despair,
Hello Mrs modest, my beloved.
Hello my darling. Good Morning. I love You.