Avalive
10-09-2004, 02:12 AM
Narcissi
The head is a loaf of pink sponge
Tremendous hallucinations
The liquid makes her drunk
Conquers her self-contemptuous cells
Completely she's addicted
To the tiny greatness in her
A self centred circle she's gliding on
The trace signs her name
Narcissi is the absinthe in her palms
Her reflection is perfection
She loves her
The alt of her solo
The book of her heart
The head is a loaf of pink sponge
Tremendous hallucinations
The liquid makes her drunk
Conquers her self-contemptuous cells
Completely she's addicted
To the tiny greatness in her
A self centred circle she's gliding on
The trace signs her name
Narcissi is the absinthe in her palms
Her reflection is perfection
She loves her
The alt of her solo
The book of her heart