Snowdrift to Sleep by Vii Marquis (best color ereader TXT) 📕

mind to it
regenerate the gils
we had before we were even kids
grab the cup before it spills
it teeters in your fingertips
just dont let it slip
but if it all happens too quick
then we'll clean up the mess
don't get sad or sick
because you dont have to be sorry or confess
we all spill some milk
we're spinsters swirling to the spindle
so just keep tuggin' on your silk
and if you sprout wings, fly, fly for the nearest window

cause i think we could fly
if we actually try
like when we were kids
with all our might
it couldnt get better than this
we'd reach the sun's light
and kiss betwixt the stars
make love on the moon
then marry you on mars
it would always be june
i'd never let you get cold
my hands would always be there to hold
i wanna watch you grow old
and never notice the difference as the skin starts to fold

true beauty is something inside
i don't see it much so it must hide
but when i catch a glimpse, it's so vibrant
that a lifetime is worth each moment

i see it beating in your chest
i hear it in your every word and breath
i feel it pressed up against your breast
i smell it in the room where we succumbed to death
black bird you know you're the best
so won't you stay with me til the night comes and swallows us in a web spun by spiders payin' off debts
you're my ravenette and i think it's time we've sunk into our nest


The Showgirl No One Sees


my minds been spinning like a little porcelain ballet doll
trapped inside her colloquial music box
she turns and turns on the same leg but doesnt fall
just pirouettes her frets, never talks
because when she starts to make too much noise
i fold her lid closed and she bends down
and disappears in the dark like she does for the boys
you could ask any of them in her home town
she's the princess of promiscuous perfection
and the tricks she pulls with tongue could make men weep
when they wake up with a green infection from no contraception, youre a fool boy you shouldve used protection
and now you're never gonna get to sleep, ever, ever again

cause there's a masquerade going on in my mind
and you're the only one im trying to find
ive been searching this whole damn time
every round the waiter makes i take another glass of wine
and i try to pretend that its all fine
that once again, you didnt show
but before i came, its something i already did know
because you left a message on my machine
saying you swear that last night was just dream
and you were so drunk that you dont know what you did
well if you like i could write you a song about it

it went a little something like this..

you did all the drugs you could get your hands on
divvied them up until they were all gone
thats when your head started to spin
and the doll started dancing through it again
she whispered that you should just kiss her
she promised that you would never miss her
cause she'll be the spark in your synapse
when you stumble over a drunk song, she always claps
your melody is the one that makes her twirl
don't you see what you've been doing to this girl

cause she's the drug that makes the thoughts stop
and she's the girl thats always spinning like a top
shes the medicine and the poison
shes the solution and the problem
and if you dont want both of them
i guess you're on your own again


A Rebellion! A Question? A Suggestion.

he kids are getting high
saying the want to but prayin they dont die
saying this is our life
this is our life
this is the feeling of a knife
in the night
this is the night
this is the moon so bright
giving the blind their light
this is the light
this is our life
this is the night
this is everything in sight

i toss and turn with the tide
and never know if we've come to the stop of the ride
cause the cycle is my whole life
more ups and downs than a butcher's knife
cause the sickness in my head is gettin' worse
is this an ailment or a rooted curse
is my brain really sick
or is it just some great magician playing a trick

my question is what are we doing
theres questionable sounds someones always threatening about shooting
do you even know what drug you are using
you're just waiting to crash so you can sleep through that blissful rebooting
and when you rise to the high sun
you look around for your holes, for your drugs for your girls
you found none so started lookin for your gun
punchin priceless paintings, their colors smashing in swirls
tossin a mayan vase through the victorian chandelier
it's like mixing diva vodka with a kegger of college beer
do you like the taste of glitter and locker floors
the scent of anal sex and toss pot whores
how many binds must you break before you're free of this net
how many more girls are you gonna swear that you love than a few years later forget

i'm tired of watching this fucking screen
if you say one more word about the situation here i'm gonna scream
i dont give a fuck about you're tabloid poster boy dream
it's never gonna come true when your ass is the only thing you clean
and i can still smell the stench of liquor and pot reek
with every movement that you make and word you speak
i feel the sickness start again and i have to go
puke up my guts behind a bush and walk back like you dont know
and you really dont, thats the scary thing
we're both dying here, so why am i the only one that will sing

cause the melody flows like the tide
and we already got on for the ride
the cycle might take our whole life
but just sing it sharp like a silver knife
and i'll sing flat like a broken string
i might just have to give you a ring
but only if you promise me one thing
everyday and every night, we're gonna sing, sing, sing
until we can only hear ourselves and it becomes everything


It's 2 AM and the Sun's Risin'


lately i've been doin this thing
where i know longer sing
i just hum along to every song
and pretend you understand what im trying to say
but i'm not sure if there's really a difference
when you're not listening anyway
but it's something i still really like to play
its sounds a little something like..

i was waiting outside for a door to knock
and i kept on checkin my heartbeats clock
til you came and you said something this
i cant recall because i was amiss
there's just too much substance to be dealt with
and you never know whats right
you told me i could come to this party if i like
and i said yes
by sitting there and smoking another cigarette
as you left

i've been trying to write like you told me to
but the words always come out dark and blue
and im not sure if i should change
cause it feels like its what im supposed to do
i just expect it to happen, i sit and wait
but the longer you anticipate, the more you lose track of fate

since its the first night of my life
and im gonna hum along with the birds
by knowing, it'll all be alright
even if i dont know the words
its the first night and its a sunrise
and i'm staring at the paradoxical eclipse
wishing my whole life could be like this
but sometimes you get lost in the beautiful chaos
sitting in your casket trying to release the singer that you see
but everyone else is looking, they're laughing, fool, payaso
the screaming in everything has you saying is this really me
but im not letting these control freaks strangle my soul
wether i dig a six foot hole or earn appraisal mounted on gold
without being oblivious to everything i'm gonna live like a kid again
and know that i know the words ill sing but still not notice the horror in every end
because we all have to die so that one day someone better may make the change we hope to see
you have your cards so play them, but the winner was chosen by destiny


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Publication Date: 02-06-2010

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