A golden apple of the sweetest taste,
We mustn't let it go to waste...
She picks her nose
She licks her toes...
Stars Shimmering,
Shiny, snowy, splendid...
Picture me in a casket,
BLASTED, everyone that's suppose to care...
As the moon shines through the glass I lay alone.
I sometimes watch to see the clouds pass...
I think I'm standing in a garden at night
The distant stars provide the only light...
It started as a dream
And ended as a nightmare...
The dark araises
calm hands shake and i lose control...
The hunt begins
Shaking hands slowly move down...
A family
no love,no kindness, no joy...
She slithers across the grimy earth,
This is not where she belongs...
I am a mystic reverie and a star of nightfall
I wonder what slumbering children dream of...