down to earth, fanatic
angel or devil, whichever i see fit
this troubadour space cadet
documents emotions, then proceeds
to change colors again
but she is the rainbow
this chameleon cannot replicate
last night i dreamt i had you
but i woke up
cold sweat, scales glisten
my bedroom window won't stay shut
so i lay in the dark
eyes closed or not
all i see is darkness
with a voice so melodic
and eyes hypnotic
instinctively i was drawn in
but it was her words
that demolished my innocent dreams
her words, resounding
i'm drowning
below the truth, the helpless grey
it is the chameleon
that slinks scorned back into bed
with the open window and
heart torn apart |
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