bekah (monsoonrain) wrote in writ3rs,
bekah
monsoonrain
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if you have that song...put it on...tis yummy

flooding my heart with the rain-song
dance of raw
in the voice of us
rattle-dance of billie holdiday's voice
like wind trapped in cage of rib-cage
half begging to escape
all the while clinging to the
cling-to//cling-to//cling-to
and with the masquerade ball coming up soon-fear had tried to mold itself into a mask to be worn
by a girl whose extremes drove her an inch and a half away from cliff-marked-----"insanity off this way"
words on the edge of this cliff....worn down to their rough torn-teddy bear edges equalling childhood personified
words spoken-too soon on the edge of this cliff
were how i am self-described...those insomniac nights
whispering in the dark
words too-small...too-large...far-too-intense to hold their own meanings...
come what may..they say....que sera sera...with a figure in a trench coat smoking a long black cigar
but i want in this morning...to ride against this
swim against the current until i get to the place
where your waiting
unsure,,,,but with open arms
and the skies break open with a kiss
in the style of that aforementioned "film-noir"
flooding my heart with the rain-song
dance of raw
in the voice of us
rattle-dance of billie holdiday's voice
like wind trapped in cage of rib-cage
half begging to escape
all the while clinging to the
cling-to//cling-to//cling-to
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