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In the beginning....
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NOVELLA MINOR
I bought you with this studious amalgamation
of whittled hands; a half-full and bland,
false body which is of no relation.
It's wrong and it's dry.
Rub raw and decline.
I brought you to this superfluous accommodation
with little plans; intangibly defeated
by an almost indefinite dilation.
I throb and you writhe.
Pull straws and get by.
Even in your spring there is no thaw.
The chimes upon my wings sing no song,
but there's an answer.
There is no song, but there's an answer.
You flail your arms.
So pale.
No stars.
A betrayal of charms,
this tale; this spun yarn.
Your run is my harm.
I am marred and torn.
No song. No Rhyme.
I claw and die.
You would half me blind.
So stay strong.
Goodb...
I bought you with this studious amalgamation
of whittled hands; a half-full and bland,
false body which is of no relation.
It's wrong and it's dry.
Rub raw and decline.
I brought you to this superfluous accommodation
with little plans; intangibly defeated
by an almost indefinite dilation.
I throb and you writhe.
Pull straws and get by.
Even in your spring there is no thaw.
The chimes upon my wings sing no song,
but there's an answer.
There is no song, but there's an answer.
You flail your arms.
So pale.
No stars.
A betrayal of charms,
this tale; this spun yarn.
Your run is my harm.
I am marred and torn.
No song. No Rhyme.
I claw and die.
You would half me blind.
So stay strong.
Goodb...
blindsidedpoets
Great production. Guitars are full and rich. Great mix. And just all around great song! Very well done!