Dry trees fill the planes, Red-hot leaves whisper your name, Bark is shed upon your head, I'm the one left to pay. But still, keep me sane, Like orange opened milk bottles, Cast upon your doorstep. Toys come into my head, They've been here once before, A hit and run, destine to fall. But not me, Wheat shaped crests floating On shallow hollow waters, Running deep between my fingers. Like the pen I used to write this with. Trigger happy, sitting like a sniper, One false move, and it's all over. You're grass coated Icing, Thrown on frozen cake Don't eat, I've told you, Don't eat on an empty stomach. Banjo sprinkles sand, Down, Upon the empty beaches, Warm icy waves crash, splash Into your mind, Too much to do, so little time, Time waging a war; it knows I'll lose. Prepared for the end. Fasten your seat belts, It's going to be a rough one. Rough wood splintering my head, As it slams hard into the sky, No secrete ladder, now stairway, Only a psychedelic rascal, Wait, waiting for an answer, But only getting useless blood from a stone. Just like my mind.Birth sign: Aquarius
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