your prettiness is seeping through
out from the dress I took from you
so pretty
and my emptiness is swollen shut
always the wretch i have become
so empty
and please, please don't leave me here
i'm watching naomi, full bloom
i hope that she will soon explode
into one million tastes and tunes
one million angels come and hold
her
down
they could hold her down until she cries
i'm tasting naomi's perfume
it tastes like shit and i must say
she comes and goes most afternoons
one billion lovers wave and love her now
they could love her now and so could I
there is no naomi in view
she walks through cambridge stocks and strolls
and if she only really knew
one million angels could come and save her soul
they could save her soul until she shines
until she shines
until she shines
until she shines
until she shines
so pretty
so pretty
so pretty
so pretty...
and please, please don't leave me here
Sunday, August 23, 2009
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