Imagination + Alcohol

Ancient bronze with a smile

gold as the sun

no words spoken

felt no need

modern beats my background

four is a crowd

meat is murder

to feed the mass

sev is not to be found

alone in a house with love

with nothing but cold to give

answer to all that is needed

with nothing in return

asking for payment of kindness

check is in the mail

Aqueducts my savior

for the time being

new in my heart

for those that wish happiness bestoded upon them

wait

for misery

don't let the sun shine on me

for I haven't much time left

beauty truely is only skin deep

longing lasts forever

never to go away

without emotions

equals

bliss

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