#rediscovered words

[the-aberglaube]

Polluted poetry; fell like poison from my lips, streams of words running black, disguised by a sugared kiss. How could something so spiteful come from such honeyed lips? So tell me now my love, How could you be so stupid, As to fall for this?

'Hey Baby, Here's That Poem You Wanted' - n.b

[the-aberglaube]

I stand upon a balcony, Among the stars in the sky, Disillusioned of the world, Taking a heavy sigh, It looks like another sleepless night, Of cups of tea and poetry.

'I Really Don't Care What You Did Last Summer' - n.b.