The wrong Gypsy
What's the gypsy offering
Can she feel the pain
Stare in her eyes
Your soul might be drained
Like heroin humming in the veins
Keeping me from circling the drain
She used to keep me relatively sane
Always knew it would end
Didn't think about the pain
Gave me up didn't tell me why:
Looked at me wouldn't even try.
Sitting in the dark alone.
China's absence aching in my bones.
It started out a glimmer,
Stoked into a flame,
Kept on coming,
Never was the same.
A four letter word
Whispered in my ear
Foolish enough to ever let it near
Love and other atom bombs
How could it ever go wrong?
Leaving a feeling that I never did belong.
It started out a glimmer ,
Stoked into a flame,
Kept on coming,
On the border of the sane .
Eyes like glass
Magic window panes
Satin edges smoothing out the shame
Digging deeper trying to feel the same
No matter what I do can't stop the rain
Knew it going in , no one to blame.
She won't repent or bow her head in shame. Dove right through the window . Melted in the stain .Not a ripple.... never be the same.
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