Mashed melancholic memoirs of a lost world
dreaded daintiness unfurled
- and priss is definitely male -
'cause without fail they bolt 'n bail
Unveil the unswept tale of an inner-worldly man
unwept tears -again- I find myself kicking the can
he who sees the world in detail
too frail to walk the unwalked trail
Unwritten lyrical letters to a lost world
unrelinquished, my heaving heart hurled
sobbing snake of sad avail
and all I ever am, biting my tail
I.A.m
*
(now you see me no you don't)
''It's all gone, it's all gone
I will lose myself in time
It won't be long
It's all gone, it's all gone, it's all gone''
'Endsong'
-The Cure
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