Winter, Autumn, Summer, Spring by Cleo Patra - HTML preview

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STINGRAY HIVE

 

Black vampire-bats swamp my mind

I could feel the ghost-fingers clock wind

Long stretched the night before me

My tornado-mind didn't have an end-key

 

Curled and twisted I go every night

Couldn't see any future light

Fear lay naked in the corners of my heart

Will I ever reach my new-start?

 

Nightmares are my new dreams

I'm imprisoned by Gothic-themes

Artificial voices say: Go to bed

Can they take off my 24-hour head?

 

Oh, can anyone else walk in my shoes

Don't want to be dress in blues

Fatigue skateboarded into my life

I'm in a stingray hive

 

I want to end my life-clock

Had enough of this destiny-knock

Can't see any hope leaf

Did I forever lose my religious belief?