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Sizzle & Shine



I've given up on easily
Been forgotten by simplicity
Bound together by these threads of honor
Tangled up together with gaudy veracity

Haughty truth so shamelessly
pretending flair and pompously
refusing to be bought; a peculiar
stain on such old-fashioned honor;

Armor, like a glove, like silk, lace, air...

Don't talk to me of summers,
or autumn leaves so red;
Put away your silly love songs,
and your chivalry so fine
It's not mine, it can't be mine,
but thank you for your time;
This darkened doorway
is all that I
may stand in.

Standing for the open sky,
waiting for a long good bye,
you're so simple, you're so sweet

Stupid, stupid, and naive...

Don't talk to me of summers,
or pale winters closing in;
I'll have no more silly love songs,
or pointed silences
I am humming in the shadows,
there is laughter in the dark;
And if it ease your mind,
trust me, I am fine

Tangled in the gaudy jewels that
aged uncertain gold decides to hoard,
contemplating cutting ribbons,
the only blade to hand: a sword…