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looking back at the memories so sweet
but the scent no longer lingers anymore
it is replaced with the foul smell of decaying flesh
oh somebody please save me from the horror

teardrops fall
we used to be so happy, so carefree
now there is nothingness

there are people wailing on the streets at night
they have no home
they bang on cymbals
wailing and crying out for somebody real

on top of a stage and suddenly
the limelight is on a marionette
who is dancing
wearing a silly smile
ignorant of the crimson blood on itself

like a ballerina poised on ice
elegant and graceful
but no
the marionette goes limp
and lies in a bloody mess
never to move again

in the still of the night
people are dreaming
one dreams of jumping from the top of the building
without any mattress beneath
no safety ropes

one dreams of being chased by dogs
hot on his heels
he succumbs
and gets eaten

one dreams of the marionette

an opera singer
in an empty hall
there is no audience

she sings with sorrow
oh i was so naive

angels caroling on christmas day
slight drizzle
they sing gay tunes of happiness and merry
oblivious to anything else

tomorrow
today
yesterday
time is forever catching us up
and swallowing us up whole

knowledge
does not matter
all that matters is money
materialistic desires to satisfy one's greatest wishes

a pianist sitting at the piano
asleep with his book open
page 21
symphony number who knows
he'll be playing much more of those

random posts like these
should be ignored