The Flying Ship

The Flying Ship

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Astronaut

What do you want, 
And how do you want it?
What do you need?
And how can I give it?
Take what you want from me, 
I'm bleeding all my care, 
Suck all the love from me, 
It doesn't matter if it's fair.

But I see you in colours bold and bright,
I see your face, every day, and every night, 
I know your flesh, mirrored in my mind, 
I seek, and within, I always do find. 

What is a life devoid of all mistake and error?
What need would a perfect face have for a mirror? 

I don't mind if you hurt me, don't you understand?
I have been hurt before,
It's all this damn waiting that I just can't stand. 
It only makes me sore. 


BLAH BLAH BLAH ASTRONAUT. 




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