bête et enfant

March 14, 2006

jardin


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Don’t disturb the beast, the temperamental goat, the snail
While she’s feeding on the rose, stay frozen,
Compromise what I will, I am.

Bend around the wind, the silently blown about again,
I´m treading so soft and lightly compromising my will I am…

I am, and I will
So no longer will I lay down, play dead, pay your due-

In the headlights locked down and terrified
You’re a deer in the headlights shut down and horrified
When push comes to pull, comes to shove, comes to step around
This self-destructive dance that never would have ended ’till

I, rose, I roared aloud here, I will, I am.

I am, and I will, so no longer
Will I lay down, play dead, lay this
Knee down
Gun shy
Martyr
PITIFUL…

I, rose, I roared, I will, I will

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