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Bowie 2 ~ 2U

Bowie 2 ~ 2U


I'm sorry love

I didn't see it coming

I didn't hear the thrumming

Of your heart in mine


Your heart in mine

That beats in time


O sacred whore

O sacrosanct

The meal you stole

And never 8


The role you played

Before you strayed


What pain is this? He cried

Those tears of joy.

He asked her, crumbling

Brushing, bleeding, numbing:

Heal my hands

And I'll heal yours


The gunning hours, and running

sunning coming.


Sweet sycophant

I love you

And there's nothing else to say

But Steal it back,

Steal it back,

My heart, my light, my love.


Mettā, 2016-01-10

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