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Innsomnia — Amy
Published: 2005-12-20 21:23:29 +0000 UTC; Views: 82; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 4
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Trunk full of revolutions travestycarrying around, bundling, trundling life,
Amy's sorrow falls to arms,
Arming countries, aiming at her,
Sold her heart to puppeteers
and let them string her up
But Amy turned, and Amy grinned,
Her merriness being radiant
And Amy saw my tears
And Amy disappeared
To the mountain that came to Mohammed
and into the hall of the mountain king
Guided her way with a burnt-out candle
While sheer enigma played hide and seek,
Amy followed, Amy knew
all the good things in me,
Let Amy be, Amy sees a flower in the marsh bloomed from clouds,
And when mauled future hides no more
Amy knows, Amy isn't alone
Wears opaque glasses to face the firing squad,
No attention, She's always falling
Amy isn't there.
