star-crossed
I saw you in a room
Full of geniuses and blooms
Find a bunch of distinctions
But my love, keep it hidden
I’m in red, you are straight
You’re happy, I frustrate
I hold beads, you hold a cross
Our love is star-crossed
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white crow
My June is frozen like winter
As cold as you in the last summer
I’m not a witch nor an augur
Just a pessimist,
dressed like a coiner
My heart is burning like a flambeau
I pictured it in a fresco
Where the night will make it aglow
In the dark
I’ll build a landmark
On your neck
Or like a horse which bareback
I’ll be a hostage on your hijack
It’s all just a dream
I know
I bury it in my chateau
Why don’t my roses ever grow?
Why do my white doves sound like crows?
Every breath I breathed in the nightmare
I wore a fancy skirt, made from my despair
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heather
Your messy hair and shiny glasses
Take me somewhere, leave me speechless
Brown jacket, innocent eye
You bind my soul with a green tie
Ruin my sleep by dancing in my dreams
But you light it up like a moonbeam
You’re a charmer with a walk straight
She’s your lover, and we’re a schoolmates
–
isn’t it lovely?
I’m stoned
Skin and bones
The first time
You played me saxophone
These feelings are so diverse
It’s dangerous
I thought I was crazy
But it’s just your thick eyebrows
That bewitch me
Found you,
Is the thing I hate the most
But growing up with you,
Is the thing that I’m crazy about
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beautiful crime
Talk shits about me
It’s like you see
Everything I do
And know all of the truth
But even the perfect rose
Always has its thorns
And those royals
Will end with betrayal
A kid with dark old days
Gets upset and out of control
Take revenge, kill with disgrace
He got back, his stolen soul
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Editor: Moch Aldy MA
