Dreams of dark horses galloped incessantly,
Why did She always have to be so damn clever?
and away She journeyed to stay,
She always did discover those foreign places to hide,
Her head consumed their lies,
and She cried shaken stirring never softly,
Times unsoundly encoded,
Smiles gone to where they're stationed,
Fragile fever docked its fleet inside,
and the Darkness reveled over those innocent disheveled,
Only few She revealed,
Froth from fear those that crept She consistently concealed,
FUCK THOSE BLACK MAD MIND NINJAS!
FUCK THIS PARASITIC LUNACY!
They kicked and sifted the sands to manic reality,
They whispered their bullshit climbed from slim existence,
She graded and judged her resistance,
and at intervals some days they vacated the premises,
Ahhhh!!!!! the sweet relief evergreen clean to forget those obscene,
So She again was reminded to venture intensely,
and explore another updraft filtered so swiftly,
She wandered free and loved us especially loud,
Singing to spirits~overwhelmed so proud,
but then once again,
Death came refreshed,
Too much joy always burned out her candle,
Back beneath that barren rotted realm,
and so that subway's dirty whisperings reigned again,
Back and back and thrice and spliced like a grapefruit's brain,
A solid decade she aimed and aimed to kill their uncharted claim,
The Spirit came and She cried and cried to Him,
Only brief synapses and overpasses faulty collapses,
and I know She did...She did Believe!
She knew the Spirit that kept unfolding to ravish the pain,
and So the sacred Spirit grew so distant it seemed too far gone,
So lost the only connection left obtainable via triggered deception,
We love you Sweet Angel,
Tell all the others who left the pain they're not in vain,
Tell them all we miss them,
None do we blame,
The dark whispers are finally crushed to dusty rust,
Only the light shines now about your beauty,
thru Him infinitely to us it binds,
High above the planes of your genius fame,
I will see you up there in due time...
For now I must maneuver up, down, and all around those loosely tethered vines,
Precious girl I hear your boundless heavenly crowned sounds,
Like some immaculate subwoofers that vibrate our earth's ground,
Finally you can cling to his White Bearded Dream!
