Prize Fighter

I SingI will sing sadness and maliceI Sing
In notes of grand dissonance And sentence the lines to infinite refrain In life, the intangible, malleable music is soul And the cold, rocky worlds the brain
The chords will be fingers that fret the great spans Of time and times after and mourning and laughter And theyll float to Gods ears and hell sigh sweet surrender As masters creator dances to the tunes master
To the last little legato, sweet words with no meaning Will swim to the membranes of jellyfish feeling And swing to staccatos as sharp
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[ feet so what I want?
if I have wings to fly!
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stolen and planted, reflected memories, fleeting enigmatic depths of thought, rare puddles of emotion, precious understanding dew.... ~
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big scary, creamy cake rainbow
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big scary, creamy cake rainbow
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