Title: Dragon Dreams
Rating: T
Warnings: Attempted suicide, angst
Notes: This happened somewhere in the first quarter of 1995. I'm guessing it was April, because I seem to recall the show I tried to play it in being in May. Note, 'tried'. I had to submit something else entirely, to get the slot, because this dealt with issues that no one really wanted some high school kids listening to… *waits a mo for the irony to sink in* Anyway, I think it was Doc I wrote this one for. It sounds suspiciously like Doc. *grins*
Oh gentle poison
Take not the hand
Of my heart, of my soul
Speak your worries
I wish not the death
Which you drive me toward
I leap and am shattered
Stones below stained with my blood
Yet in the morning, I arise
And I am whole again
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Like a picture seen in a dragon's dreams
You're smashing me to smithereens
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Oh silent water
Gentle water
Bless me with tears
I promise not to waste
Lead me not into your darkness
The calm death in your deep blue depths
Speak your fears
I wish to hear the 'why's
Each of your cries
Rends my heart
But I'm happy 'cause you make me feel
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Like a picture seen in a dragon's dreams
You're smashing me to smithereens
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I watch the ripples
Popping strings
See you jerk and twitch
Like a marionette
Slowly your dance
Silenced by a knife drawn across your guide-lines
Silencing your tired grieving
Cries so withdrawn
As to be heard only
By he who cries them
Fall not silent but to yourself
Share your misery
And together we will grieve for the slow death
Of sweet sweetness
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Like a picture seen in a dragon's dreams
You're smashing me to smithereens
Dream dream dreamer dream
Dream dream dreamer dream
Smashing me to smithereens
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