To night we run..

Come and take my body, oh great spirit.
Enter me into the inter space and let my soul be free.
I know the meaning of the beautiful is to beautify the unbeauty,
pull me back through the mercy of the womb away from the earthly warriors who are like children before me.
i brought a gift, a message and a warning to share,
i rang the bells in the town square but nobody was there
yeah im a screaming woman, bloody and battered
i can endure thousands of swords in the struggle they shatter
yeah i know you’ve heard of me,
they’re going back to Normandy, im going back to burgundy
you should really spin and turn with me
beneath me, Theresa and d’atri with luigi and Dmitri
you would be shell shocked if you could see the colors of the shell rocks
my bells tick tock and echo from the corner of a cellblock
you should welcome me, darling, im you…silly
if we peak through the peeping hole we might see Mrs well-to-do in the nude, billy!
yikes…

wow mannequin that was really awesome, i loved it…are you going to write more?

I’ll think about it ok?

k