My head was of metal My heart was of straw My bones were of twigs For those who did not know They scarred each one
Daddy’s girl was up all night Always looking for a sight Other poet, things to write Phony poles that do not bite She was happy I could see
In you and I There is a war That will not fly Without a sword You wield in hand
Gathering, Gimmicking, Frightening, Mimicking, Making the urge Of the march go away Symphony, Melody,
Milady, may I have this dance? And in this number will we stay? May we forever form a stance And leave our masks on ‘till the d… I cannot say I’ll happy be
It was a dark room, but she was br… There was only nothing in this roo… I could see her eyes. I could se… All her radiance felt warm. Soot… I craved her warmth. I walked to…
‘Tis a black stone underwater Of a helmsman feeling pain. ‘Tis the fall of Titan’s daughter… ‘Tis a confident marauder, Who, with blood, herself she stain…
I write to you for I am alone And you are my last resort My time I wrote on a stone Of the moldy and broken sort I lost the hammer I used
With the Roaches I share An inanimate Stare And a messed up appearance That I cannot bear A Thought without clearance
Welcome to the caverns Hope you cannot stay Darkness fills the taverns At the beginning of the day Leave while you are happy
Ember man I met once Ashes in and not gray Has survived sixteen suns Does at night through the day Of his cart fit the four
Perhaps it’s best to go other ways… You don’t feel as I do, Juat me, All of you, You all, me alone. And even with you all
How am I supposed to know? What I am supposed to show? What am I supposed to say? When I do not run away? How do I react when I
If she were to understand Then she would not accept me So I am glad But also so sad She knows when she sees the scar
As I make my way to the metal Where the flames burn my desires, I drop my newly found petal, For it keeps me warm. I do walk my way to my sack,