A Twixt the Twine - written by Billy Corgan

[sunky]

A twixt the twine and flowers divine
Devise the design in this copper wine
Aghast the mask of ripping change
A loft amongst the highest paid

blend in the softer hues
Bespeak of melon and her honey fuse
Light my ire's with playful trust
For devour you insatiable I mus
So mixed the mire the many did soar
Sour the supirn on slippery floor
Green the grievous poured wound into salt
Salacious and sated the savory sport

Don't get certain play trickw with mine pull
Gather your colours and ever your sulk
No manners in me matter the most
Than playing valor to your consummate host
Pillow the phenom on purring divan
Mellow the missing on vanilla white toast
Laboured among the living lull last
Repay the repast in revolting rake

Never come give it up, whatever you may squander
The figs in the pockets and the coursings down under
By blood are the passions passing us up
By pill the poison feeling
The heat it kills me everyday
By graveyard vigil and candles I bake
And kitchens are aching for archangel falls
Of soft baby bottoms and polished skulls, amen.


-billy corgan

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comments?

[.honeyspider.]

"Never come give it up, whatever you may squander
The figs in the pockets and the coursings down under
By blood are the passions passing us up
By pill the poison feeling
The heat it kills me everyday
By graveyard vigil and candles I bake
And kitchens are aching for archangel falls
Of soft baby bottoms and polished skulls, amen."

i love that..

[ShatteringGlass]

yep, very beautifull indeed

[nitrousovercast]

and thank you sunky

[AlmostOz]

it leaves heaps to think about
i like it

i think its about his ex and the pumpkins, kinda a short summary of his life