My left-handed heart sings me my drab lullabies

[serge gurkski]

My left-handed heart sings me my drab lullabies
to kill love -- What is a left-handed heart?

but I don't want to die -- This doesn't give the reader much

spellin it the Southern way ?

you park your Murk- see de S? edes in the corner
you can step in sight

I park my mercedes mentality
within my dreams
just in time before
GOD blows my life's candle out.

Isn't it unfair to die? -- What did we do to deserve life?

If your heart's a buddhist mind
consider to join me
and swim through my
night-marish life.


Bring it on, baby please,
bring back life to me.


Eventually it's over
and you won't remember no more -- Bad grammar
but if you feel sad
you are welcome in my palace of absynthisence

to carve out a restroom for your mournings.

I was really confused by this one man

yeah, ok. But I didn't wanna hurt you when I wrote. Can you imagine? ;-)

Cheers

I'm sorry if I unvoluntarily confused you. Feel ever so free to put the blame on me.I am not yet Jesus, but close. Please do not read me, when it hurts. ,-)

I so hope I did not confuse more by being audacious enough to respond to your whatever was supposed to be.
serge