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Laurence May

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Sun Kill

by

Laurence May

A haunted tree
A book up the hill
Drinking on the devils milk
weather grey
moon is blue
sun will come to kill you
hours sit
still we wake
i will lay
upon the lake
fire will burn
burn,burn
until we are all gone
to create the new sun


Sanctuary

by

Laurence May

Now we have seen the sense
of the darkness in the world
we can close our eyes
and die angry

but there's still the other side
"the real world"
where you can try
and no longer be insane

gone to dreams
see you in there
then you will be free
and no longer be scared

now you have seen the retreat
your body is lucid
fly there and take hold
hold of your mind

the retreat is pure
no need to worry
the retreat is pure


Soft Words

by

Laurence May

Eaths woken by silent footsteps
do you feel it
the soft Warm hands of beauty
falling light as rain

do you believe in dreams
can you feel it
when they take you away
into a reality of freedom


HURT

by

Laurence May

find my inside
shower it without hatrid
forgive my love
my heart and my new found eyes
crying in a deep night
of dark destruction
thinking of you
lonesome and tired
i creep behind and shine my life
before i die and blind your path
love,the destruction has found us


clear

by

Laurence May

As the light sleeps
On my faded blood shot eyes
Virgin love
Eats away at my inside high
Trailing body
Faceless
Wide awake now
The constant beep of my electric friend
Stimulates my never ending dream


fall out

by

Laurence May

burn the rules
tear up your feelings
close the door to love
and turn off the light

happyness is lost
sunk,in your midnight reflection
nothing can last
we cannot trust

hear the sounds
of fallen emotions
sweapt up off our dirty shore
broken devotion on the floor
lying
crying
shouting silents