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The senseless will never make sense, no?
Knock me unconscious
Send me to wonderland
Where I will be free
Cut the cords of bonded time
It is not linear, never will be.
So overwhelm the senses
Bring it on.
Senseless and uncaring,
Whispering to the crazy midnight
This passionate voice makes no sense:
It means the world
What was thought forbidden tears,
Turned to be a mockery.
Maniacal laughter
Stripped to the boneless heart.
Ha! Lust thought love.
Who would have thought such a thing?
Not the insane one
No, they’re too busy singing.
So then, bloodcurdling scream,
Fill the night with light
As darkness descends the dawn,
Ashes blow with the wind
The senseless never make sense,
But in all sense they do
So laugh now, while you can
It may be the last thing…before
Darkness descends upon this
Miserable night.
- by Little-Lenah |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/11/2011 |
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- Title: Crazy ones
- Artist: Little-Lenah
- Description: A poem I wrote some time ago. It sounds quite crazy. It actually gave me chills the last time I read it. Interpret it as you wish. I would love for you hear your thoughts, so please comment! :)
- Date: 06/11/2011
- Tags: crazy ones insanity darkness
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